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… but both at the allotment and at home there are plentiful spiders, ladybirds, (bumble)bees of several types and even a couple of butterflies (a peacock – bit battered, and a comma)… I made another bed today and started planting out some peas. More tomorrow, when some sunshine is forecasted. Need to clean up the…

I arrive at the plot, climb to the shed and… My gosh it’s light and airy! gobsmacked, jaw dropping… there is virtually no holly on the bank over the plot on the left, and the elders whose flowering I was looking forward for my cordial have mostly gone too! Maybe the new neighbour, maybe the…

I have been for the first time after work yesterday, and then again today – very frustrating but at the same time it has been absolutely vital as slugs and snails (big, beautiful ones) seem to have found their way to my seedlings and have already cleared out four crops completely and another two or…

Over Easter I became an expert of bed-making. I made four; still have another four to go and I am a tinselly bit tired and sore, but you know… It’s that time of the year! Anyway, if you do a big of gardening yourselves, you will know that it’s awfully expensive to buy pre-shaped wood…

Suddenly the anxiety of having to do everything in the weekend because the week is off-limit was gone: British Summer Time! It was more relaxing doing what I have done for the last couple of months: digging and sowing, knowing that I will be able to go back evening after evening. Except if the weather…

It’s March 21st and definitely the start of spring: ladybirds busily hurrying about (all natives too!), the amazing green of new leaves just out of buds, spawn in the pond (at home) and… the mallards are back, three of them (at the allotment)! I love those three ducks, they are so beautiful when they lazily…

As I said last week everything is tidy and ready to burst into life, and it’s so good to look at and enjoy, except it’s NOT under control! This is the time of the year when all the gardening chores start to compete for my time, at home and the allotment, and I still have…