I dug up the rhubarb and the fennel at my old allotment and wheelbarrowed them across to The Allotment. The Old Man has gotten down into the boulder clay whilst digging the pond, and that's inspired us to go for a natural pond with puddled clay. We'll do the puddling tomorrow.
We went to the allotmenteers' kind-of-shop in South Shields and had a shufty at the potato varieties they are getting in, so that I could do some research into the best ones for us.
It was wonderful to get some fresh air and exercise.