Amid the junk at the top of the garden: new spade and fork arrived. One with an absurdly sticky label. I find myself amassing a lot of tools. I try to pick up things that are multipurpose, but my spade snapped last week when I was burying a chicken, and my garden fork went missing years ago and it’s murder trying to turn a compost bin with a spade.

I’ve had six or seven deliveries today and am on the verge of giving up work for the day. I really want to be out there digging, cutting and rebuilding.