I might give up on gardening

I went up to the allotment this morning and found that it was full of police and ambulances. Apparently someone had been there earlier, gotten into his car, had a heart attack and ended up driving into the gates.

That makes it the forth fatality this year. One a month. Twelve a year. With less than 170 allotment holders that means the average life of an allotment holder is 14 years.

I reckon that I can take this Chinese flu in my stride, but gardening is getting bloody dangerous