My wife departs for work this morning, and I sit on the sofa in our lounge posting links to my latest vlog on Twitter and Instagram (and doing very little else). I do walk the dog, tidy the kitchen and vacuum downstairs, so I’m not completely without purpose.
My wife returns home mid-afternoon, and we wander down to the allotment together to take a look at the veggies. We decide to call it a day (allotment-wise) once we have harvested this year’s crop – it’s a tremendous amount of work (that is mainly left to my wife) and we really don’t devote enough time to it. The amount of money that gets spent on seeds, equipment and so on, it’d be cheaper to buy the vegetables in the supermarket. I guess it would be different if there was a water supply at the allotments, but as it is, once the water butts are empty (and they’ve been empty for weeks and weeks) then all water has to be carried from the house – something that I don’t have the energy for, and which my wife doesn’t want to be doing after a long day at work.