Last week has certainly been a memorable one. We had a new prime minister at the beginning of the week and by the end of the week, we had a new monarch. I just can't get used to having a king now rather than a queen. Queen Elizabeth II is the only monarch that I have known and is no doubt the only monarch that most of the UK can remember. The term king just doesn't seem right - kings belong to other countries. No doubt I'll get used to things in time. Queen Elizabeth II's seventy year reign is in stark contrast to the longevity in office of our prime ministers who, of late, have been coming and going in rapid succession.
Anyway, life, for us, has gone on as usual. We continue to tidy and clear the plot. I spent one afternoon sorting out the shed. It was becoming almost impossible to get inside. The shed doubles as a retreat, where we can escape any showers and sit having a coffee break when it is too unpleasant to sit outside. We don't keep anything of value at the allotment as sheds are often targeted by opportunistic thieves so any equipment is transported from home.
