Fields of gold

As rain was forecast we decided come back up to London. The countryside was a patchwork of golden rape, some of the fields were vast but l rather liked the smaller ones glimpsed as we raced up the motorway.
The forecast rain did not arrive but we spent a very productive time on the allotment. M finished digging over and l weeded all the soft fruit area before putting protective netting over the top. Just need some warm weather now.