I was lugging my top soil and potting compost through the check out of the local garden centre, when a woman standing a little close to me, turned and said with heartfelt apology
‘I’m so sorry, I’m invading your space’.
What does that mean? Am I under threat from a SWAT team swinging through the Begonias, their daffodils primed and cocked, ready to take me out in a hail of slug pellets and greenfly spray. Invade what, or who? Send in the Americans. It must be D Day!
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