I make a quick visit to the allotment to plant the Autumn
King variety carrots. The remainder of the section will be for a few more
carrot rows – probably, and then spinach and rocket. When I arrived at the
allotment, my dad was there making his fruit cage and so I was on hand at just
the right time to screw a join together for him whilst he held an end of a
beam. I seem to have a knack of turning up at just the right time for him as
this happened previously. While I was talking to Dad, the sun came out and
warmed our backs, it was lovely, we both remarked on it. On a day like this,
the place to be is in the garden or at the allotment, just pottering around and
getting on with the tasks in hand. It seemed as if everyone was out today. The
plot holders next to me (the other side from Dad’s plot) were there. I have
only seen them once before – a lady with 2 girls last year. Today though it was
her and her husband who had brought their sandwiches and were making a day of
it. Whilst he was pottering about, she was burning paper. I prefer to shred
mine then compost it so it protects my identity and adds to the compost heap. Paper
waste is a good carbon balance to the high volumes of nitrogen rich waste particularly
from grass cuttings, or from any general kitchen waste and clippings. One thing
was sad in that this couple had brought a little radio with them and were
blasting out Radio 2. I suppose I can be thankful that it wasn’t Radio 1, but I
would have preferred peace and quiet. Radios do tend to bring down the tone of
the place and are not in keeping with the general ambience. I wouldn’t have
minded so much if it was Classic FM or Radio 4 – especially if they were
listening to Gardeners Question Time!
Anyway, I sowed my carrot seeds, made my little plastic
tunnel and went off for lunch. No afternoon session as we had a guest popping
in to see us.
17th
April
Today we had cable broadband installed through the front
garden and the engineers managed to trample down our small row of daffodils and
worse of all, my new fuchsia cutting that was poking through has been
obliterated!
18th
April
A wet day – I went to the garden centre and almost bought
loads of stuff, only to realise I had forgotten my wallet.
19th
April
A wet, miserable day. Went to the garden centre to get the
stuff I couldn’t buy yesterday. I went to Mum and Dads and Dad gave me a few
dozen petunia plug plants for bedding – fantastic!
Next post: 21st April
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