For a first year, I think this wasn’t too bad, I planted stuff and I harvested stuff. I lost a fair bit to weather critters and absence but that was to be expected. Notably, my absences didn’t seem as terminal as I’d feared. a lot of stuff got on with it without me – cucumbers,Continue reading “The end of 2021 Report”
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August/September 2021: Conflict of interests
I have learned over time to manage my expectations in certain scenarios and this allotment game was one of them. I said yes to my friend’s offer of a share of this plot primarily for a legitimate reason to get out of the house during the pandemic lockdown. I was not thinking I was goingContinue reading “August/September 2021: Conflict of interests”
June/July 2021: My first allotment harvests
In the middle of June, I had my first triumphs. Between the garden at home and the plot, we were actually getting some produce. My allotment partners got the first yield as their potatoes started to give up some bounty. I can’t claim any credit for them as I did none of the Herculean diggingContinue reading “June/July 2021: My first allotment harvests”
It’s an allotment-let
As of March, I’m an allotmenteer. My very good friends acquired a plot last year at the beginning of lockdown and they have offered me a share of it. I said yes instantly. It was a bit late in the year to get started last year so I didn’t get off the ground straight awayContinue reading “It’s an allotment-let”
April 2021: spring refused to be sprung
I started then neglected this blog last year now I want to try again with the new season. I thought I would still give you what insights I recorded from last year. Last spring was predictably (it is the UK after all), unpredictable. We had a mini-heatwave, and then the weather persistently refused to emulateContinue reading “April 2021: spring refused to be sprung”
It gets worse before it gets better
Spring Twenty twenty one was slow to get going but eventually, we saw some good weather. I did a bit of pottering about and tidying, still not sure what I was doing and without a plan of action. The twigs seemed to be in good nick, they were upright and I’m sure getting ever soContinue reading “It gets worse before it gets better”
To the roots of it 