Tuesday 19th August

Mid-week, I decide to walk back from work via the allotment, and I take along my secateurs and gloves thinking I'll cut down some nettles maybe, leaving the brambles alone because of my work clothes.

I walk through the gate and see this:

and this:

and this:

Colin has been an absolute star and strimmed the rest of the brambles, and Dave has spent the day picking up piles of vegetation and putting them in our special bramble place (a.k.a. behind the greenhouse)

What we seem to have left is a couple of apple trees, some raspberries, gooseberries and redcurrants, and the wasp's nest. Apparently the wasps weren't best pleased by the strimmer.