Hence the regular horse poo collection, and the need for the serious digging hoe . At least, near Manchester I don't have to worry about water. I swear, this afternoon the local zoo went past in pairs, looking for a bloke building a big boat. Forty days and forty nights? Eee, that were luxury. Did I mention I've been in Yorkshire for the last 25 years?
The garden will get there, but it might take a while.