It’s funny the politics that can happen on an allotment site. I suppose it’s the same with any kind of community, a book group, a street, a country! There will always be people you do not get on with and there will always be those who wish to cause trouble for troubles sake, that’s life, but recently, here on our allotment there seems to be a lack of what the word community means. Helping each other, not just yourself, respecting peoples boundaries and privacy (if they want to keep themselves to themselves, fine with me!) and having not only respect – a word I seem to be using a lot lately,please bare with- for those different to yourself.
It seems that bullying, and there is a fair bit of it around is rearing it’s ugly head on allotments. Sure, there have always been the envious, and comparison of ways and produce. That’s allotment life. We all look, we all compare, we all like to have a nosy at other allotments and take tips and criticise methods. But, it seems that, that is slowly being replaced by bullying, nastiness by those who seem to have had their social skills stunted at an early age! Even the moaning of the old men on the allotment was never as bad as this. We wonder if any other allotments have suffered from this??
We like to grow stuff; veg,fruit herbs and flowers. We love the colours, the change of the seasons, planting, potting on, cups of tea and being followed by a friendly robin. The little things an allotment can bring, the joys, and this is why they should not be run like a military regime by those who lack that one basic, but most important skill … to listen to others instead of their own voice.
End of rant. Here’s some pics taken yesterday!! If anyone wants us we’re hiding out behind the shed, cup in hand ’til it all blows over. Happy plotting!!
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