There goes a dandelion, roots and all, and into the weed bag it goes! Serves you right, you stupid dandelion. You’re just taking up space. Some people make dandelion tea, but Ms Rowbotham clearly don’t.
There goes the nasty thistle. Why can’t you have been a proper vegetable, you useless prickle. If you’d been a runner bean you could’ve run off. Ha! Ha! Ha! I’m on form today. Look how Ms Rowbotham carefully weeds around me.
Now it’s the dock’s turn. Such a deep root. Ms Rowbotham is using the spade to get the long root out. Ha! Ha! Ha! I’m feeling…
CHOP!
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