My secret garden's not so secret anymore

Ok it's never really been a secret but that was the only song lyric about gardening that sprung to mind. The clay stoney mess"topsoil" in our garden is a nightmare to plough through and it took quite a while to edge and dig up just the little bit of border you can see here. Or maybe I'm just a weakling, which is more likely. Hubby meanwhile has been wrestling most the day with a picnic table kit that I bought when in town with Grace for her ballet lesson. As usual with these things, the instructions are worse than useless and the fact it needs three coats of protective varnish before you can leave it outside, coupled with a forecast of heavy rain tomorrow, has added to the pressure. I'm sure he loves me more than ever for this "surprise" purchase which has interrupted the footie and snooker viewing. Sorry Hubby!! The afternoon was lifted by a visit from my sister and brother in law, which was nice :) Trying to persuade them to join blip. I hope they do.
110/365 completed!