It’s been four months since I finished my tea and grabbed a slice of cheesecake to eat in front of the tv (yes very healthy, I know). As I bent down to sit, my left knee gave way under me as my kneecap dislocated.
So spring is finally here and after so much snow, it couldn’t be more welcome.
It’s that age old thing that you have time for whatever you make time for, it’s all about priorities, what’s important to one family is less important to another. I suppose the same goes for other pursuits such as exercise or going to the gym. There’s not an infinite amount of free time available so you choose where to spend what you do have.
Each year, before I start ordering I like to take a look through all of the seeds that I already have. Invariably I end up with a few stashes here there and everywhere. My first job is to gather them all up and bring them home from the allotment.
Don your wellies and cagoule and get yourself off to the plot. Here’s my top ten reasons to love the allotment in the rain!
For a while now we have been struggling with moving stuff between the house and the allotment, whether it be seedlings that I have started off at home or larger items like slabs or fence posts. In my wisdom I bought a fiat 500c, just after we took on the allotment, not a great choice!…
I was lucky enough this week to be given some lovely healthy little celery seedlings. It’s such a lovely community at the allotment, everyone swapping and eager to share their ‘babies’!