Adventures in the life of an English allotment
This evening as I wandered around the garden, shutting in the chickens, I realised I had forgotten to collect eggs! As I opened up the Silkies nest box, I found Asperitas and Cirrus closely cuddled up together..it might be more accurate to say that Asperitas was squashing Cirrus but I prefer to think of them... Continue Reading →
Today marks the beginning of spring, at least according to the chickens. They have yet to inform the weather which although bright, was quite cold and windy today. As I walked down to check on the Little Weed Destroyers, they all greeted me enthusiastically. Such a welcoming sight was only slightly spoilt by Roxy mistaking... Continue Reading →
It's been a busy week and I have only managed to get down to the allotment briefly in the afternoon to sort out the chickens. Escaping from work slightly early, I dashed down to the allotment to see what has been happening in my absence! Predictably, more flooding of the plot due to the non-stop... Continue Reading →
Today, the sun was out, the sky was blue and I finally managed to clean out both chicken coops at home. To thoroughly clean both Omlets, get them dry and put in new bedding took the same amount of time as it takes to clean the wooden coops on the allotment. I know Omlets are... Continue Reading →
When I walked down to the allotment, I was relieved that the storms seemed to have finally stopped. Well, for now! The sun was out, the sky had patches of blue between the clouds. All the chickens were enjoying spending time outside in the sunshine after days of huddling inside their nest boxes. Over in... Continue Reading →
Just when I was breathing a sigh of relief that we had come through Storm Eunice unscathed, along came Storm Franklin. This storm is gusting at nearly 90 mph and has caused quite a lot of damage on site. I received a phone call early this morning from Derek informing me that two panels had... Continue Reading →
The above title is rather optimistic as it's still windy and pouring with rain. When the storm hit on Friday, it was pretty spectacular, even though we are nowhere near the worst hit areas down south. As the wind rose, I dashed down to check on all of the chickens. Happily, they all had enough... Continue Reading →
Amongst dire warnings from the Met Office, I headed down to the allotment this afternoon with more than a little concern about what I would find. So far, everything was intact including the shed and greenhouse. However, the storm is due to continue for the next two days so there is still plenty of time... Continue Reading →
Over the past weeks, we have been organising a new site project. The back corner of the site, next to the Razza, doesn't have easy access to a tap. Added to which, when the pond needs topping up or refilling, we need two hoses to reach it from the nearest tap. So the committee has... Continue Reading →
So today was the big day. The day of moving the slabs. I arrived early onto site to find Rachel busy working on her plot and a few others pottering around. Outside Cliff's shed, I found The Plod and Cliff working out how many trips we would need to do. We were joined by Geoff... Continue Reading →
Today, apart from feeding the chickens, Cliff, Geoff and I helped clear a half plot for a fellow plot holder. The plot needs quite a bit of work, specifically removing old bricks, broken glass and wood as well as the usual weeds. Geoff had done a great job removing some of the wood yesterday and... Continue Reading →
After a busy morning at home, I arrived at the allotment armed with a bag full of equipment and supplies for lunch. Liz wanted to give her new stove a try and I offered to bring hot chocolate to wash down her homemade minestrone soup. Knowing I would get entirely distracted by lunch, I made... Continue Reading →
It's been an exciting day! After waiting impatiently for over a year, the Fylde Fancy Fowl advertised that they finally had painted silkie pullets available! I confess, I may have let out a small shriek of excitement, startling my husband. I immediately messaged the breeder and reserved a gorgeous painted hen. Thankfully, my husband had... Continue Reading →
While I was attending a committee meeting this morning, I left my husband in charge of clearing out our garden shed and, if he had time, dismantle it. How the shed has survived eight years considering it had a rather drunken tilt to it when we moved in, is utterly beyond me. It has survived... Continue Reading →
This evening, Cliff, Will and I went back to collect the last of the slabs. Just before I set off to meet Cliff at the allotment to help attach the trailer, I grabbed half a dozen eggs to give to the gentleman who owned the slabs. I also thought it might be a good bribe... Continue Reading →
Well today has been one of those incredibly productive days where enormous amounts of jobs get done. But it's even better when everyone joins together to get these things done. This morning, we had arranged for several of us to meet by Plot 8 to move the greenhouse backwards towards the shed to widen the... Continue Reading →
The weather was amazing today - bright, clear and with glorious winter sunshine. When I arrived on site, I found Cliff and Michael had moved their chairs to sit in the sunshine as they enjoyed a cuppa. We had arranged yesterday that we would do a tip run with Cliffs trailer to remove some rubbish... Continue Reading →
Today was a day of two halves. This morning, I ambled down with good intentions of cleaning out the Nest House. I stopped to say hello to Geoff and Cliff and ended up chatting to them for a while despite the cold. When Derek joined us, we all put our heads together to work out... Continue Reading →
Today was freezing. I delayed going down to the allotment, hoping it would warm up later in the day. It didn't. Wrapping up as warmly as I could, I headed down to the allotment mid-afternoon. By the time I had arrived and unlocked the gate, my hands were freezing. Metal seems almost cruelly cold and... Continue Reading →
With my husband and I planning a big Day out, I rushed down to the allotment at 8am this morning. As I arrived, I was greeted by a morning chorus of crows. Tommy's crow is instantly recognisable as it ends with a flourish. It's also longer than the other cockerels which I think must antagonise... Continue Reading →
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