I wanted to get the garlic in today. I usually manage to get it planted in late Autumn, then it can get a good head of steam ready for Spring; although this year it didn't go in until January, and if I'm honest there seemed little difference in the end result.

I got to the Hill and found Richard (three plots down) busy digging over his potato patch. We had a chat before I busied myself with the fork, and got the garlic split into cloves and planted out.
Then I cleared some debris and rubbish and went to open the nearest dalek composter - it was full, so I moved on to the next. This was full too, when I took the lid off, but this one was topped off by a mouse, blinking in the light.

"Well, it depends on your opinion of mice, I suppose," he said - most unhelpfully - after a moment's consideration.
I imagine that the mouse was having a similar conversation deep in the dalek. "What do we think about humans taking the lid off the composter? Good thing or bad thing?"
I would think that the mouse consensus of opinion was that humans are a good thing, as the lid taken off the heap means adding more grub to the top. As for me, I'm undecided, but I guess that they can stay as long as they remain good tenants.
I found a less obviously inhabited dalek to deposit the weeds into, and moved on to cutting down the raspberry canes. However, I soon got in a tangle trying to differentiate between the Summer and Autumn varieties, and it was rapidly going dark; so I called it a day and I'll finish tackling them next time round.
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