It’s been a few months since the last wobbly summer tours of the plots, so here are a couple of early autumnal ones, before the plots properly start shutting down for winter. These were filmed on Friday, and uploading them on Saturday nearly broke the elastic band holding our internet […]
Autumn is very definitely here. Not that I mind, I love the turning leaves, the syrupy light and squirrelling away produce for the winter. I made damson jam this evening – am sitting here with half an ear cocked to hear the lids pop. My little shelf in the pantry is […]
Steady mizzle today, but, undaunted, I’ve been at the plot for a few hours and have made a small dent in the massive amount of weeding. There are 2 black bin bags full of horsetail and buttercups and the beets/chicoria bed has been thoroughly hand-weeded. The Jarrahdale squash has been […]
My Mum doesn’t want all her soft fruit anymore. To be honest, I’ve been doing the majority of the picking & transforming into jelly for the last 10 or so years anyway. But I am very attached to the bushes and I don’t want them just chucked over the fence or […]
Like in the ’70s, if you wouldn’t mind. Not this miserable, damp, cool weather that’s more at home in October than August. It feels wrong to be wearing a jumper and boots this time of year. Though looking at last year’s diary August was pretty wet then too. #100 My […]
For once the wet forecast wasn’t a big fat fib. Lovely, lovely rain hissing down quietly and steadily. I’m guessing this will end in a Full Smith Period, but I don’t care. My last spuds are nearly ready, I am crossing fingers the greenhouse will be protected and the plots […]
This weekend was the allotment summer tea party. Rarely has so much cake been gathered in one place…There are some very competitive, talented bakers in our midst and the table was crammed with goodies. Thanks to stirling efforts and elastic waistbands most of it was scoffed. It really was a lovely […]
After last night’s plot watering I had a quick peek in the greenhouse to see if any tomatoes were ripe and saw chaos. The strings holding one of the cross-poles had snapped and vines were slumped everywhere. No breakages thankfully and they are back to being vertical, but it was […]
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