May 19
2020

A good bushman

In memory of my Dad…  A fallen wych elm on our plot is attracting attention. It’s close enough to the fence for passing male dogs to pee on. Passing male men would probably like to do the same but convention dictates that they can only eye it and ask questions. What happened to your tree?’ […]

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May 12
2020

Big Veg

I thought that owning an allotment would make me immune from vegetable gifts.

I have had to think again.

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May 5
2020

The tarp

Gardeners see things in a different way to normal people.

An ordinary family meal, for example, is imbued with more tension than a Christmas episode of Eastenders as I watch Mr Mandy Sutter boiling to b*ggery the kale nurtured with difficulty over the past months.

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Apr 28
2020

Chicken Chatterer

Dad has taken to talking to some hens down at the allotments. He has become a Chicken Chatterer.

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Apr 21
2020

Weedkiller

A blog post from 2012 in memory of my Dad… Dad and I haven’t used weedkiller on the allotment yet. That’s because Dad thinks the plot ‘only takes an hour to clear’ and I have a vague prejudice against chemicals and an idea that all the bending and stretching involved will help me lose weight. […]

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