Grappled with some of the garden's weeds in anticipation of a grand transformation. We're letting Rachel use our soil patch as an allotment space, at least it might mean getting some free produce out of the deal, but at it's worst it'll breathe some new life into the garden. I learnt just how invasive mint can be, Rebecca is in some state of blissful ignorance about it. She's just keen to put it into a glass of Pimm's, whereas I can see it running rampant already - for such a small plant those roots spread like wildfire.
Outside of the garden I went on a run (just a little 2K to get me back into the swing if things), I made lemonade, cooked a roast and made stock from the scraps. All in, a fairly productive weekend... Just wished I had another day to recover from it.
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