1. Each component of our lunch originated in a different part of Europe (though most are local copies).
2. I spend hours hoeing the beds and chopping back weeds. I’m amazed how much room suddenly appears towards the back of the plot – and oh, one of my new raspberry bushes has finally sprung into life too.
2b. Dock leaves on nettle stings.
2c. A courgette goes from plot to pot in less than an hour.
2d. Raspberries floating in the bowl. Some of the strawberries are so perfectly ripe that they almost look like they’re bleeding as I cut into them.
3. After her wobbles last week and her general anaesthetic this week, Lily finally seems to be back to her usually waggy tailed self. She potters with me at the allotment then scampers about the green spaces on the way home.