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January Snails!

Sunday! At last we could spend some decent hours at the plot. Those jobs that had been put off had to be done. The repairs on our ‘hardening off box’ or whatever you call it, had to be done. It had split at the base, and needed painting with creosote. We affectionately call it ‘the coffin’ and I think you can see why. We’ve got five old window frames, cannibalized from another allotmenters plot when they left, that we rest along the top and prop open in the warmer months to let the air circulate around our young plants.

Not pretty but it does the job...for this year anyway!

Not pretty but it does the job…for this year anyway!

We also now need to get two panes of glass for the green house, another crack appearing over the last couple of days. More expense.

Always welcoming to see the Chard and Spinach returning so robustly…and feeding the snails nicely. We’ll definitely have to change the pot, and it was nice to see the spring bulbs starting to shoot. Soon be Spring.

Old faithfuls.

Old faithful.

Dwarf Daffs.

Dwarf Daffs.

We don’t seem to see many of the other allotmenters at this time, but there are tell tale signs that we’re all getting ready for the approaching growing season; ¬†a dug over bed, scattered lime or a ¬†cleared out green house.We’ll all see each other at the annual AGM next month, where we have a chat, pay rents(!!) and bring up any other business.This time of year just seems to be repairs, painting and cleaning, and it seems only right that we should take the advice of the sign on the shed door as often as possible!

Sound advice!

Sound advice!

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January blues!

It’s bit miserable on the plot. Lots of fixing and mending. We’ve left a lot of jobs, hoping that things would miraculously fix themselves, but this week we’ve had to bite the bullet and get on with it. New wood needs to go around the beds and the fruit trees, glass has to be fixed on the green house as well as painting them both. It’s like painting the Forth bridge, it never ends, there’s always something that need repairing.

bonfires, paint and tea!

bonfires, paint and tea!

We have bought our spuds and onion sets, now we have to decide where to put them. We always grow our potatoes in bags (the big blue ones from a famous Swedish furniture store are very good,reusable and CHEAP!) but space is limited and we nearly always end up falling over them at some time in the season. One of our beds is staying empty this year, giving it a rest, but we’re going to be putting our pots along side it. We grow our dwarf French beans in pots, last year our crop was er…diminished, maybe by birds?? Who can say? So we will be putting a fruit cage type thing over them and our peas which also went walkies. It may not stop them disappearing but it’s worth a try.

Anyway, we’ll soon be knee deep in seedlings and soil, and as the sign says, ‘DON’T PANIC!’

Where does all the rubbish come from?

Where does all the rubbish come from?

A break in the cloud over the bleak allotments.

A break in the cloud over the bleak allotments.