Sarpa Unos

A morning visit to my friendly, local, I’ll-cut-it-how-I-want, Turkish barber left me with more hair than expected. Result!
Then up to the allotment; strimming until the battery gave out, a bit of weeding around the cucumber plants and some harvesting. Lifted some more Serpa Unas, reputedly baking potato size by this time of year but actually mostly egg size. Hopefully the other spuds will have done better but I’m not lifting any of them yet. Also came home with some mighty courgettes and a couple of kilos of chard. The chard is no more though, it’s been transformed into dal!