”I don’t have any pictures of me with a bump at the allotment so if I go down by the shed can you can take one?” I asked Mum.
”But you’ll just be a speck if I take it from here” she replied.
”Exactly! I don’t want to be able to see me just my big bump!”
…well she snapped a cheeky one as I walked back towards her…
… then I joked about at least looking like I was doing something
(oh look, here’s me picking sprouting)…
… which proved to be so tricky bending over my big bump that I could hardly straighten up for laughing so much!
So there you have it.
Proof of my ineptitude as a gardener this year but happy none-the-less.