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I took over an allotment in Enfield last year and instead of meticulously digging out couch grass and mare's tail by hand I got rent-a-mob in to rotovate it into millions of tiny pieces. I thought I could cheat by building some raised beds and covering the weeds with 8,000 tonnes of manure. But this year the weeds have returned with a vengeance. I even found a small dog lost for nearly a year amongst them the other day.
The Sock says: Take a trick from your usual book and move on to a new project whilst quietly forgetting the allotment ever existed.
I am a great believer in starving the World's poor and have fully endorsed Mr Mugabe's organic revolution in Zimbabwe, which encourages local people to grow half a row of carrots on a 3,000 acre farm. However, I have recently lost my job and have created a new cult but am having problems recruiting members..
The Sock says: Seek mental help before it is too late.
I live next door to a mad old bat who runs around her lawn pretending to be an aeroplane and shouting “Wheeeeeeee”. Furthermore she is forever round at my place eating all the pies.
What can I do?
The Sock says: Get a restraining order immediately and lock the fridge!
I put on an extra layer of fat in order to deal with the harsh Northern climate but now I’ve moved down South I don’t need it any more. How can I lose it?
The Sock says: Make sure you lose it discreetly – we don’t want another gastricbandgate. You could try ‘MKFM’ (Magic Knickers for Men) to hold you in whilst you cut down on the cake.
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