Yesterday, with the sky looking like it might go a full hour without raining, I set off to the allotment determined to make inroads into the ever expanding weed collection in the bottom plot. After 2 hours of socialising and drinking fizzy pop with Geoff, Dave and Cliff, I decided I would pop home for... Continue Reading →
General Hard Work, Major Weeding and Captain Exhaustion
This week has marked the first week of freedom from work - and was obviously spent down the allotment (when the rain eventually let off). I have managed to completely weed 2/3 of the top plot, clearing away masses of weeds the like of which you have never seen before! Fortunately, the plants hidden underneath... Continue Reading →
Second time lucky!
On the way home from work I received an exciting message from Cliff saying that 4 of our vorwerk eggs have hatched! We ran down to the allotment to meet our new arrivals! There they were, all tucked up under Mum (borrowed broody Silky hybrid from Cliff) with yellow-brown heads and black fluffy bodies. There... Continue Reading →
Calming the grumbling
I popped down the allotment briefly on Thursday to check on the chickens to hear that someone on site had been complaining about the state of our plots. Granted they are hardly weed free but you would assume that there would be understanding about the hours that my husband and I work compared to the... Continue Reading →
Catching up!
The last few days have seen major works at the allotment - we have dug over 2/3 of the top plot, clearing away masses of weeds and grass. This was then followed by extensive planting of beans (3 different varieties), purple sprouting broccoli, squash and pumpkins. The leeks are still growing well so we will... Continue Reading →
Four funerals and a potato
Sad news from the allotment this week. Emily's chicks were due to hatch on Thursday and I rushed back from work to find she had left the nest and the eggs were cold. We lost 4 beautiful chicks, who appeared to be healthy and only a few hours from being born. Our disappointment was compounded... Continue Reading →
Emily 1 : Owners 0
So it appears Emily has won the battle about where to hatch her eggs. She loathed the hutch we bought and flew back to the top of the nest box in he coop. She is sitting on 9 eggs - apparently chickens don't like sitting on an even number - 6 vorwerk eggs and 3... Continue Reading →
Momentous week
I am writing this in the middle of a momentous week at the allotment. On Saturday morning, at the crack of dawn, I went down to start the major digging works that my other half hadn't managed to finish. I planned to dig over at least the top plot and sort out the birds. I... Continue Reading →
Leaving the hubby in charge….
Having finally made it to the Easter break, I am off on my travels for 10 days with a friend. This means all allotment responsibilities fall to my long suffering other half. There is still a lot of digging required and the potatoes need to be put in. Looks like he has a busy few... Continue Reading →
Planting and digging
This weekend has been busy! With the hubby off at a conference, it was time to carry on with the epic amount of digging. I arrived and fed the chickens, who seem to have been fed some sort of super food by Geoff, as they are producing eggs like there is no tomorrow! Six eggs... Continue Reading →
Tulips, Daffodils and Crocuses
Today I went to the allotment early determined to dig a good section of our new plot. I arrived in glorious sunshine, fed the chickens (my they were grumpy!) and quail. Gathered one egg, but considering how early it was, it wasn't too bad. I left the coop with the chickens happily munching on pellets... Continue Reading →
Shiny like new!
Today I pottered into town armed with my debit card and entirely unsupervised (husband off gallivanting in London for the weekend)! The Allotment Federation had arranged a seed sale in a local clubhouse. The sale boasted 80 different types of potato as well as a wide selection of fruit trees, fruit bushes and seed packets... Continue Reading →
5 tonnes of manure…
Another full day at the allotment, working on getting the ground prepared for planting in a few weeks time. Fed the chickens and quails - the quails are still very unsure about me putting my hands in their cage to feed them. But I imagine they will get more friendly with time. They make a... Continue Reading →
Manure, Mulch and Moving!
Today was another momentous day at the allotment! First I went to feed the chickens and check they were all present and correct. Those that have been moulting have their new feathers, all except Maggie, and their feet look much better now they aren't caked in mud. Four eggs today so we are getting back... Continue Reading →
We dig, dig, dig…
We pottered down to the allotment to do some digging. The soil desperately needs to be broken up ready for the new growing season. We dug over half of the top plot and got rid of the left over veg left in the soil from last year. We also added some new mulch to the... Continue Reading →
Mulch and catching Thumper!
We arrived down the allotment this morning hoping that our delivery of manure had arrived. It hadn't. But a whole trailer of mulched leaves had been dumped on the car park, free for them as wants. We borrowed two wheelbarrows and started to cart it back to our plot and deposit it in the coop.... Continue Reading →
Bonfires and Quails
The last few days there has been great works on site - two sheds on site are being demolished and are about to be replaced with a huge clubhouse! As part of the shed demolishing, there are incinerators going all day to get rid of the sheds and any other wooden rubbish. The bonus is... Continue Reading →
Christmas at the allotment
This morning I pottered down to give the chickens their morning food, the sun was out and there might have been a hint of a rainbow between the blue sky and black thunderous clouds over Henry Street. All eight girls were there - since the fox attack we have been endlessly checking all of them... Continue Reading →
Fox saga continues….
As we checked the girls this evening, we met Cliff in considerable distress about the fox attack. It turns out that Young Steve across the other side of the allotment has lost 8 of 9 chickens to the fox. The remaining one had legged it out of its enclosure and was wondering free across the... Continue Reading →
Survived
Went down to the allotment this morning v dreading what I might find. Would my makeshift baracade have stopped Mr Fox from getting in? On arrival, I counted 6 chickens, went into the coop and couldn't find number 7. Panic. Went back outside to find all 7 looking at me begging for food. Four eggs... Continue Reading →
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