The Most Festive Event of All

One of my favourite harvests isn’t actually from my allotment’s plot at all. It’s from the the hedges that surround the site, from the garden and from chatting up the people who sell me my Christmas tree (lovely folks at Kidbrooke Homebase – a jolly, friendly bunch to whom I return again and again for customer…

Oh No It Isn’t…a Good Way to Garden.

Jack sowed seven magic beans but only got one beanstalk. That’s a terrible germination rate. Of course his mother did merely toss them out of the window after he swapped them for Daisy the cow but just imagine the enchanted kingdoms he might have discovered had he done it properly, with seed trays, potting compost…

When life sends sycamores…

…Make Leaf Mould. Okay, so suddenly the allotment looks like this: There’s a long, steep, grassy sward down one side of the actual plots, which always gets covered in leaves, most of which just get left, but I try to sweep mine up as they tend to blow onto my plot and kill the grass…