You can come to my, not like a garden, but shop, then from the government, you have the...

Park, right, second park.

You know what I mean, like from old people, like a garden.

Yes, yeah, a lockman, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you can ring him and you can go to my place, do something, I'm saying.

On this weather, I'm saying, you can fuck off.

What are you going to do in that?

Exactly, what I'm saying.

What, harvest the potatoes?

Digging the fucking hole for his fucking pots or whatever from, I don't know.

Why has he even got that, I mean, he just enjoys it, I mean.

He thinks he's like a growing man, isn't he?

He's growing everything, you know.

Yeah, he must be good at it, because everything I pour, he's fucking dead.

You know, he must know what he's doing.

Maybe 50-50, you know.

It's other, really.

Anyway, I'm going to go with this one.

I told him grow the lettuce.

Yes, sir.

Cabbage or something.