Need Help With Digging ?

An old man living alone in the country wanted to dig his potato garden but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only son Fred, who used to help him, was in prison.
He wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.

Dear Fred,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love,
Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
For heaven's sake, don't dig up that garden! That's where I buried the bodies!
Love,
Fred

At 4am the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love,
Fred

Another First Harvest

Slash Blade Massacre

What do you get if you put 9 male criminals, armed with 3 foot slash hooks, in a field for a day?

Why, a beautifully created path of course.

Well you do if the boys are from Rugby Probation Services who have spent the day transforming an absolute jungle of thistles and nettles into something that people can walk down on the Village Open Garden Day. Not to mention they braved a swarming bees nest and dismantled an old shed.

Thank you RPS for another job well done.

Jack Comes to The Allotment

A Birds Eye View

Mighty oaks from little acorns grow

Probationers Sow Good Seeds