That does sound lovely! As long as it don't turn into a shindig as that apparently is a public liability thing
possibly, in the spring. Will keep that in mind. Perhaps when I've filled the beds with dirt.
Well, middle sister voiced an opinion. I'm ignoring it, as gardening is her worst nightmare. If I grow it, she has no qualms about cooking it. That is the trade off.
Lotment secretary keeps telling me to move, he'd get a derelict plot tidied and only charge me half rent.
A few other plot folk have told me I'm wasting my time and energy with it being heavy clay, unloved for so long and liable to get very wet.
possibly, in the spring. Will keep that in mind. Perhaps when I've filled the beds with dirt. Well, middle sister voiced an opinion. I'm ignoring it, as gardening is her worst nightmare. If I grow it, she has no qualms about cooking it. That is the trade off.
Lotment secretary keeps telling me to move, he'd get a derelict plot tidied and only charge me half rent.
A few other plot folk have told me I'm wasting my time and energy with it being heavy clay, unloved for so long and liable to get very wet.
Right ! That's settled ! Kneedig it is...or at least an ankledig...we must all bring some Kieselguhr. I shall start arranging my dog sitter and/or transport.
I'm sure there will be jobs to be done

Sounds like the makings of a good sci-fi movie...the Shire has been invaded by huge slime-excreting monsters, famine stalks the land and floods sweep even the most well anchored of minigreenhouses into the neighbouring beck, where three-eyed fish lurk amidst blue-glowing stones...
Oops, looks like I've been putting the wrong mushrooms in my dinner again...
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