We got permission to put the shed up on the allotment on Friday, not where
we wanted it, but it is up now.
Now we are accepted as serious gardeners, even after the rotovator event,
when my Howard Gem seriously slapped their faces, and before that I was an
ass. A clot.
I will never forget how bitter they were to us. Now everybody is offering
me tea in their shed. How crass.