Forced

Spent the morning on the golf course, the afternoon on the computer updating the family tree and about 15 cold minutes at the allotment planting a couple of gifted cucumber plants while S did the watering. Hope the wee plants (gifts from Stan, they're not actually gifted) survive the next few days, after that they should be fine.
That is one huge, heavy pot by the way, being forced heavenward by the forced rhubarb.