Adventures in the life of an English allotment
Yesterday when I cleaned out Leia and Pop's coop, I had moved Leia into the top section of the nest box and dumped Pop rather unceremoniously in the Plymouth Pear tree pot. I was halfway through clearing away the old bedding when I heard some clucking coming from the pot behind me. There was Pop... Continue Reading →
After finding a local-ish advert for lots of rockery rocks going for free to a good home, I dragged my husband into the car and we set off. We drove for about fifteenth minutes to Rode Heath and finally pulled up at the right house after spending several minutes trying (and failing!) to find the... Continue Reading →
This morning I walked down to the allotment alone initially just to feed the chickens. The weather was not looking promising and I left my husband busy sorting out the lawn before it started to rain. As I first arrived, I spotted Steve de-miting the White Leghorn chickens from Phil's plot one at a time... Continue Reading →
This morning I popped down to the allotment early to clean out the shed before a colleague from work came to visit with her girls. I borrowed a broom from Tracy and swept the carpet out before doing some general tidying. The torrential rain has soaked the plot to saturation point yet again. We will... Continue Reading →
I dashed down to the allotment in the rain this morning. I don't know how the weather instinctively knows when I am stepping out the door but it always saves the heaviest rain for me walking to the allotment. By the time I arrived, I was fairly soaked. I stopped to have a chat with... Continue Reading →
Today was another long but exciting day at the allotment. Upon arrival, Tracy dragged me to see her new idea for her pond - a toad house made from an old pot, covered in turf. It looked amazing. She also gave me some Mind your Own Business plant which should spread over the logs at... Continue Reading →
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