Saturday, 10 November 2007

Allotment 39A

I got the phone call last week. Tracey invited me to meet her there on Saturday, after about 9am. Saturday came and we slept until 0915 (most unusual: I blame the hot toddies Mel made me make her to fight off her cold last night). I showed up at about 10.15. A beautiful spot right at the end of town.

She showed me around, we met a couple of the committee. she handed me a key, and a set of rules (you are allowed children and dogs, but not livestock or bonfires). Money didnt change hands, but £10 upfront, £3 for the key and £5 annual membership are now owed. And there it is. Half an overgrown plot, covered in couch grass.

But amazingly, there is a shed, with a barrow and a rake and a hoe. This will be the place to store the deckchair and beer next year.

Holly joined us with Owen and Melissa

At one end there are some live raspberry canes, still in fruit. Melissa went through that like a swarm of locusts.
Once they left (and I expect a slightly greater contribution in future (there are plans for a fairy garden in one corner, and Holly seems keen, she went back with Lee this afternoon)), I got on with digging out the boundary, and then set about digging over one third of the plot. Not a sound but the wind in the trees, a distant dog, a farmer with a shotgun.

Three hours later, it's not perfect, and there is still some couch grass in there, but a good start. I also have some potatoes. Half a plot between us two and Holly and Lee should be fun and about manageable. Margaret, who has a plot next door, is in her 80s and maintains two and a half allotments, so we have got to be able to do it. We have a tiny garden, and a lovely greengrocer (so their onion and potato sales may dip a bit)but this has got to be good.

Now I ache in places I didnt know I had and am walking around like I imagine an old man would walk around. I hope old age doesnt hurt as much.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Would you like one of the most sophisticated herb gardens in Lincolnshire transerring to your allotment, as we will have to give up our allotment when we go travelling?

Love & Peace

Mermy & Mermaid

Unknown said...

Adore the pic of your grandaughter smiling up at big sis mate:)

Lord Hutton said...

rosie, you want to transfer your herb garden, you are welcome;-)

Anonymous said...

You are an old man! You're a grandfather FFS!
The soil looks good. Time for broad beans and garlic.

omally said...

Hooray! It looks beautiful, hutters :)

Pookledo said...

That looks like it is a little spot of heaven. Good luck with it! I'm looking forward to starting on the gardening in our new place.

Anonymous said...

Wow, that's well cool - probably very good for you too.
A nice place to chill out with beer indeed... you gotta grow some marrows, if only for entertainment purposes :]

Andre Veloux said...

That is so cool LH! Looking forward to see its transformation over the coming months. Getting digging, remember its better to turn over the soil TWICE!

cogidubnus said...

So now the hard work begins...good luck with the digging AND your back (been there , done that, gave up!).

NigelH said...

Ha bloody ha! Now you know what it's like! Lovely plot - well done and enjoy.

Anonymous said...

How wonderful - and I agree with Chris about the baby photo. To help your back consider getting a Cornish spade - they have a much longer handle and you don't need to do all that bending once you get the hang of it.

Dahlias - you need a row of those.

Andre Veloux said...

Seaside Notes yes, you know I just looked here and thought it said Suicide Notes at first glance. Is that my negative thinking?