This morning I was helping my friend with the community garden project. Taking up turf, digging over, removing bulbs, then replacing the turf. On our way out of the garden two men sitting on a bench, drinking started talking to us. One of them said that he also liked to do gardening. The other man, whose bottle was emptier, said that he paid his way in society by walking around. He explained to us that he had a fear of work. “This is called Ergophobia”, he said. “You’ve learned something new today”. I also learned that there is such thing as a litre-capacity plastic bottle of cider. They wanted to take a picture with us, but we were suddenly very busy.