Dead Headed

How to while away some time at the allotment? Dead head a few dozen daffs of course, strangely satisfying. I’d already planted the rest of the spuds, composted around the berries, hoed the emerging weeds and replaced the cloches which the crows (they’re getting the blame) had scattered around the place. Not much happening yet but at least it’s tidy!
While I was there I got an emergency call from MrA - the roads were gridlocked, he couldn’t get to a tenpin match and could I sub. Well fresh from my recent practice sessions how could I refuse? What did I learn? That the more I practice, the worse I get.