Egg man (Or egg woman, or egg child, or egg monster?)

The spring cabbage did get planted this evening. For my own future reference:

• Pixie has been planted in the normal tray.
• Myer's Offenham has been planted in modules.
• (Unrelated) Gloucestershire County Cricket Club is doing its annual floodlit match tonight. I must remember to consider going next year. I'm no great fan of cricket, but it does look and sound like an interesting night out.

Anyway, on to the egg man. The other day I was talking to a colleague of mine at work about his allotment. He owns a plot on a site in Southmead, an area of Bristol not far from here. My friend went to his plot the other weekend and part of a row of potatoes had been dug up and snaffled. There, in the middle of the broken earth, was a hen's egg by way of payment. Apparently, this isn't uncommon on his site. There are lots of stories about an egg-person who causes random low-level damage to plots there but leaves an egg in apology.

If the egg bandit is reading I have mixed emotions. Firstly, boo-hiss for monkeying about with other people's plots. On the other hand, congratulations on coming up with something so bizarre.