Twisted.

LooseCanon and I have our work cut out this weekend. Owing to reasonable weather there can be no further procrastination on the gardening front. We shall just have to get on with it.
Last year's runner beans are still clinging to their canes, we didn't clear them up last autumn.
We made a start this afternoon, and then the rugby was on. After that we had to eat. Then it was dark. You can tell we're not the world's keenest gardeners.