A couple of happy hours at the allotment, just laying out where things will go. It was a useful exercise as I changed the plan several times. 10 more words
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Allotment gardening is much like anything else, you plan, you do, you revise your plan and sometimes it seems likes it’s never going to come together and you’ll spend ages doing one thing and getting nowhere and sometimes it’ll all come together. 360 more words
There are jobs to be done.
That’s the marvellous insanity of the human race, but especially so if you are an allotmenteer.
We are in some desperate haste to get the potato crop in: there is blight on the site (is it not inevitable, given that crops have been grown there – and intensively for over a hundred years?), the weather is getting wetter, and we have insidious keel slugs that, given time damage every tuber without appearing above ground (like Satan’s unterseebooten waging a campaign to deny us Picassos and Arran Pilots). 557 more words