Grapplehooks

In the absence of support, all we can do is cling to each other.

The pods are just beginning to swell, so scrumping on the hoof made for an interesting and sweet early breakfast.

In a week or two, the gangs will arrive from Poland and work their socks off cropping the two huge fields, hand picking the peas, bent double all day long. From a distance, it looks archaic.

They always smile a lot.