Meeting back at the car after heading in opposite directions to run errands, Jack eyed Ianto’s burden dubiously.
“Why have you bought twigs?”
Ianto stifled a laugh at Jack’s bemused expression. “They’re not twigs, they’re cherry trees. I thought they’d be nice for the roof garden; we can grow our own cherries.” He dumped several plastic tubs of various sizes into the open boot of the car. “Could you help me fetch the compost? I didn’t have enough hands to carry that as well.”
Jack nodded distractedly. “Okay. Are you sure they’re trees? They still look like twigs to me.”
TBC in ‘Grow Your Own - Part 2’