Jan 5

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.


May 23

Compost complications

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.


Apr 28

A friend in weed is a friend indeed

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.


Mar 23

A good bushman

The fallen wych elm on our allotment is attracting attention. It’s close to the fence at one end, so passing male dogs can pee on it. 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?’ asks one. His […]


Feb 20

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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