Well me bucko’s — neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of day will stay this courier from the swift completion his appointed round. And so it was slickers and wellies and down to the garage we went and off to the lottie. It was hosing rain like I don’t know what when we drove up and out of the garage. When we got to the allotment complex, it was still raining, but mercifully less hard. We loaded up the little cart and headed off to outr lottie. I paused here for the Bride’s pic. There are eleven bin liners ful of autumnal goodness on that cart. Once there we immediately got stuck-in...I brought the full sacks and my Bride began dumping them inyo the compost bin. At one point it was full but there were stoill five bin liners to go. There was nothing for it but to climb up on top and stomp it down a bit. The remaining five would now fit in. Here is our lovely pile of leaves ready to turn into leaf mould. We headed back to the auto and were away. The thought of tea and bikkies drew us along like a vacuum.