Aug 5
2020

Love among the lettuces part III

The romance between scarecrow lovers Harry and the Lady of Shallot was blighted from the get-go.  Then our allotment neighbour, in the grip of a fantasy about juicy cukes, erected a massive poly tunnel between them. Nevertheless, I have held out hope for the foiled pair. It is windy at our allotments and I’ve hoped […]

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Jul 28
2020

Of gnomes and names

November is an uninspiring time for gardeners. Days are indecently short, and the grunt work of weeding and digging isn’t balanced by the usual joy of planting.

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Jul 21
2020

Velveteen Visitor

I find fresh mounds of finely churned soil every time I visit our allotment, as if a tiny phantom rotovator is on the loose.

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Jul 14
2020

The carp

Composting is a complex business. When we whipped the plastic tarp off our heap this Spring, the whole thing was as dry as a crust. To worms and beetles visiting for their winter holidays, it must have been a bitter disappointment, like arriving at a half-built hotel.

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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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