Getting into the allotment

Allotment joy!
I've finally got cracking with the allotment and have some pictures to prove it! I don't know if it's terribly clear, but I'm prepping strips of about 3 feet across the plot. Turning it, then spreading manure, then turning it againg, with a final raking to even it out.
It's back breaking stuff though, this soil is pretty heavy clay, but is soft when I'm forking it over. I've tried to clear as many stones as I can see, but most "stones" turn out to be clumps of soil, or will be a tiny stone in a big lump of soil. I have spent a lot of time bashing the ground with the rake to break the clumps up, which is theraputic; I'd recommend it for anyone with anger issues.
Jamie is quite understanding, but he does get very bored. Last time he managed to entertain himself for about 20 minutes, then announced he was bored, but still let me dig away.
I'm still haunted by the look of abject misery that convinced me to abandon our 1st day on the plot. It was a bit chilly, but he insisted that running around made him colder, and it was windy, and I think this may be something he remembers. I just hope he doesn't develop a problem with gardening, or being outside...
Ah well, everyone needs stuff to tell a psychiatrist if the need arises :)