Down on the farm

Full of good intention, I arrived at the allotment mid-morning. I did start to do the weeding, but found myself getting repeatedly stung by the numerous nettle seedlings. I stopped for a moment and noticed that my left arm and leg were starting to feel uncomfortable, and like an idiot I though it was something to do with the stinging nettles. When I eventually had a look there were lines of red ants running up and down my arm and leg, and biting me as they went. I had evidently disturbed their nest. I shook all the little buggers of, and decided to do some watering instead. Then it was straight up the lane to the bus stop.