Saturday 26 November 2016
There’s an excitement that stirs inside me at the surprise appearance of a mountain of manure. It’s an emotion, I admit, I would not have had before I owned an allotment. Continue reading “Diary: Children digging, having dung”
Sunday 20 November 2016
The heavy rain and strong winds of Storm Angus woke me at 2.30am and I lay there in the dark expecting to hear the crash of some kind of structural damage. Thankfully, it never came. Continue reading “Diary: Muddy Puddles”
Remember, remember!
The fifth of November.
Saturday, 5 November 2016
Guy Fawkes Day. The daylight hours that precede the celebrated Bonfire Night. Continue reading “Diary: The path to success”
How did it get so late so soon?
It’s night before it’s afternoon.
December is here before it’s June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
– Dr Seuss Continue reading “Diary: A plot of time”
Saturday – 15 October 2016
Now autumn has arrived I find I spend more time checking the weather forecasts. The light disappears not long after the work day and so the opportunity to make a visit to the allotment throughout the week has diminished. Continue reading “Diary: Oh, to be in May”
Sharpen your Spades 