Fruit picking

After dinner yesterday I went to put the hose on and noticed that the blackcurrants were ready for picking. Half an hour later, with a trugful of currants and stiff back, I finally got the hose on. Then this morning, Madam announced that we were to go strawberry picking. When we got to the field, she realised that even with her stick she could not easily get up and down the rows, so it was up to me to get on with it on my own. My back is once again stiff and sore.