Inverleith

The promised sunshine didn't arrive but I headed up to the allotment anyway for a rece and potter about. Pruned our lone rosebush plus a few wild-looking ones that always want to grow through the main fence, even though the grass is greener on their side. Not sure who planted those (can't believe it was the council) but they appeared a few years ago, grow like crazy and are viciously thorny. Anyway, more spuds were then lifted. Looks like I've left them just a couple of weeks too long; certainly the Pink Fir Apples were starting to rot but are all now either in the compost bin, in the kitchen or turned into mash and in the freezer. Emergency rations.