We once popped in to our allotment to water the greenhouse, after we had been to a wedding...it was on our way home and seemed daft not to. Ye gods.... we never heard the end of it for weeks! We were referred to as, "Them posh buggers on 7 south" for a good while.
We were ribbed mercilessly...all in good fun, I might add...Ken for wearing a suit and white shirt, (his tie had long since been relegated to his pocket) and I got the mick taken regarding my makeup, skirt and high heeled shoes.
All this was after they had pretended they didn't know who we were, of course...
I do like allotmenteers humour....barmy!
