Diary Drabble: Vegetable

“It’s hardly an allotment. More of a… vegetable patch.”

Marcus stiffens, masking his indignation, taking his frustration out on the garden fork.

“I’m not saying it won’t be great,” Ted adds, his voice tinged with amusement, like he’s heard Marcus’ internal protest.

“Soil’s good,” Marcus says, turning over another clod. It’s rich, loamy, and he’s confident he’ll get a decent few things to grow.

“So how long before we’re the envy of the neighbours, handing out potatoes to random people passing...