Grow your own compost – my challenge for 2017
The hedge is lopped, and its trimmings need to dry out enough to burn. They’re lurking on the bit of frozen path I need to mattock for the new shed […]
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Beryl
Jack Frost nipping at your nose…
…and fingers and toes! I love the crisp, cold weather, but my poor circulation would rather be in Goa right now. Despite double wrapping my feet and hands go numb […]
Daytripping – the importance thereof
Finding inspiration is really important to keep my motivation going – allotmenteering can be lonely, something of a slog and even on a big site like ours familiarity can breed […]
Running out of steam
It’s getting more unappealing to be on the plot. Cold, slightly slushy underfoot and usually with chilly breezes nipping at your face. I could do with a break from it. […]
Curiouser and curiouser…
Step forward, Nancy Drew. This has been my growing mini-mystery for 2016. One of these beans is not like the others…* I swapped seeds for a packet of Inca pea beans from […]
For the love of veg…
With severe frosts looming on Monday night, I needed to stage an emergency yacon rescue. It was already air-frosted, the leaves turning brown and crispy. The complication being that I’ve been working […]
I aten’t dead!
Across the river at Hampton Court, trees wear vast pompoms of mistletoe. Some look to be more mistletoe than tree. Apparently there are 23 varieties alive and kicking in the […]
Wibble wobble, wibble wobble
Jellying is my current obsession, inspired in part by Andy Bees saying I could help myself to his crab apples. His espaliered tree is a thing of beauty, especially in […]
