A load of old poo...

Or in this case, a load of not so old poo. As the light of an already dull day was fading, we (John and I) drove a few miles away from the allotment to pick up a second load of horse manure (John and Adam got the first lot last week) that we will use to give the allotment a bit of a kick start once we've got rid of all that couch grass. Not the best manure in the world, but better than nothing, so we bagged up 15 or 20 bags, or a good sized trailer load anyway, and took it back to the allotment. It was a couple of hours work for the two of us, but we need as much of it as we can. You can never have too much poo they say.

Here is John, standing on a huge pile of poo:

Unloading the poo into our poo store (note John's personalised number plate):

A poo close up, for those of you interested in that kind of thing: