Cucumber - your days are numbered!
I really mean it this year! No more messing around! CUCUMBER! YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED!
For three years I've been nice to you, always given you a second chance, tended to you, cared for you and provided you with everything you could wish for. I tried everything to make it work between us. But you! You died every year and left only questions in your wake, sometimes more than others. What went wrong? OK, it was partly my fault, but part of it was definitely yours!