Jul 9
2020

A friend in weed

When I mention the allotment to friends, they often say ‘how rewarding, eating your own veg! And all that fresh air you get.’

These friends aren’t allotment-holders. The ones that are raise their eyebrows and silently clasp my shoulder to express their sympathy at this difficult time of year.

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Jun 30
2020

Love among the lettuces part II

Regular readers may remember the story of thwarted allotment lovers Harry and the Lady of Shallot.

Imagine my horror when, visiting the allotments yesterday, I discovered that the star-cross’d lovers have suffered yet another cruel setback.

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Jun 23
2020

Rustic woodwork

A post from 2017 in memory of my Dad… Wanting an allotment bench, I enrol on a woodwork course. Making furniture is in my blood of course. Dad and his Dad before him made all the tables, chairs and monstrous sideboards in their respective homes. On the first day of the course I’m alarmed to […]

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Jun 16
2020

Plum crazy

A post from 2016 in memory of my Dad… Mr Mandy Sutter and I move to a new plum tree. The tree isn’t the main reason for buying our new house, of course. That would be the greenhouse, small and rickety with many cracked and missing panes, but as other gardeners will understand, worth spending […]

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Jun 9
2020

Love among the lettuces

The day finally came.

A tall dark handsome stranger appeared at the allotments, on a plot a mere stone’s throw from our own.

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