Gracefully hopping the garden fence, Nick bent down to avoid being seen from the window and started picking parsnips. He was so busy doing this that he didn't notice the root emerging from the ground and curling itself around his bare foot.
After he had taken a few parsnips, leeks and a cabbage Nick turned and tried to sneak out again - and found that the root had tied itself tightly around his ankle, preventing his escape. "What??" he gasped and suddenly realised the old woman wasn't as innocent as she appeared to be...