Have now successfully added in the descriptions thanks again to Sarah William's invaluable help.
We were all encouraged during the War years to dig up our lawns and flower beds and plant vegetables. Here is Luke, a 1969 Gregor, inspecting the raised cabbage plot for any caterpillars (who wouldn't be frightened off by the nearby scarcrow) that might be feasting themselves on the leaves before they were ready us to eat.
My customised by Shelly mid 70s Trendon baby Nightdress in her Cuddlyluggs knitted outfit taking refuge on the watering can as she doesn't like creepy, crawly caterpillars.
Due to the petrol rationing push bikes like this one were a standard form of transport when wanting to get from A to B or delivering food produce. Showing my age here, but I had one very similar a few years (1951) after the War had ended. It was much too large for me (no choice of sizes then, you just had to buy what was available!) even with wooden blocks on the pedals I couldn't get on or off it by myself so I learnt to prop it up against the fence, clamber on, push myself off from the fence and away I'd go.... BUT the problem was that when I needed to get off again I hadn't the skills to slow down and slide up to the fence again so had to fall off it onto the unmade-up rough Ashfelt road that was full of jagged stones, grit and dirt. (As you can imagine that first year I continually had blooded, grazed sore knees as girl's trousers or tights etc weren't made.)
My 1966 Frido brunette Gingham Sasha helping out with the gardening.
We were also encouraged to keep poultry, especially hens, in our back gardens, eggs being in short supply unless bought in a dried form.
1967 bobbed haired Blue Cord NP encouraging one of the hens to produce another egg needed for the cake baking.
My thanks again to Sarah's continuing help.