Chives.

Day at work. Gardening with eight year olds.

Compost everywhere except in the pots.

A few thousand sweet peas with no stems.

A couple of hundred tomato plants with no roots.

We then watered them liberally. Drowned any that may have remained in tact.

Home to make tea. Spaghetti bolognese. To cries of "I hate mushrooms, I'm not eating that!".

Later to the pub quiz with lovely special in the head friends. Where we shall compete fairly. and not cheat like buggary. much.