For the briefest of moments the rain stopped and I ran to the allotment.

I have bought a camping stove and kettle and sat listening to the little whistle as she blew. It's the best addition to the allotment ever. I can't imagine why I hadn't thought of it before.

Signs of life are appearing everywhere. The salad bed is almost ready to start cropping and the potatoes are pushing on through. I sheared off two spears of asparagus - that makes a total of 6 this year - a record that we are very proud of.

I needed the calm. I am lucky to have the allotment space. Perhaps a little cooking pot next, and maybe a sleeping bag?