The Allotment.

An old man lived alone in Swansea . He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but he was feeling his age and it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard.

His only son, Vincent, who used to help him with the allotment, was in prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty unhappy, as it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up my allotment. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Dad.

A few days later he received a letter from his son:

Dear Dad, Don’t dig up that allotment. That’s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie.

At 5 a.m. the next morning, detectives and Police officers arrived and dug up the entire allotment without finding any bodies. They apologised to the old man and left.

That same day the old man received another letter from his son:

Dear Dad, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. I love you, Vinnie.