The marrow patch kid

We are back - you may have guessed where we have been?

This is Elsa and she is just peachy. The most lovely thing I have ever clapped eyes upon, bar her brother, who she is the spitting image of.

Unfortunately for her, cute only gets you so far in this house and she is already singing for her supper - hence we will be measuring all marrows in Elsas from here on in. This one is exactly one Elsa in weight and length - a courgette gone rogue in our week long absence from the allotment.

I haven't done much more in the last twelve days than look at The Girl in awe for hours, defend her from her very loving but over enthusiastic brother and try and catch forty-winks here and there. I think I have got the hang of it now. I don't know why it should be easier with two, but so far it seems everything has slotted into place. All is good with the world. Normal service will be resumed shortly.