Month: August 2009

The allotment is a disaster, and it doesn’t help seeing it after a shower when the fattest slugs I have ever seen are all happily out and about. However, there was a single purple aubergine flower whose assertive beauty is such I cannot describe: I wish I had a camera with me, as I doubt…

No news from the allotment as I have not been for a while; however – in what must have been a moment of genius in the dull haze of the brain I am living in at the moment – I decided that… if the mountain doesn’t come to Mohammad, then… I would grow vegetables at…

Some of you may remember the vicissitudes with ducks when I was still regularly visiting the allotment a few weeks ago. When I ended up fencing and covering in net my little pond supposedly to avoid damage to my neighbours’ tasty (for the ducks that is) seedlings. With the result that no frogs have probably…

It said on the packet that it was an annual, but it turns out it might end up a weed. Some say its beautiful flowers are among the few blue comestibles in nature. Borage oil is supposed to be good for PMS, skin diseases and a wealth of other ailments, as it is an excellent…

After full 4 days, I got to water the tomatoes just in time before they keeled over. Looking at the bright side, I picked my fist cucumber ever, and my first courgette of the year. But that’s all folks: it was just another blitz visit!

Another blitz to water the tomatoes in the greenhouse has confirmed much depression, as weeds have won back all the ground they had lost through my painstaking work over the months. I had to pick onions that were rotting because of the endless rain (must be a good 40 days now with little respite) and…