Nature's Picking Up Pace

Well, once it starts then there's no time for a breather. The spuds needed earthing up. How high? Where do we get the extra soil from? Is it really neccesary?! Well, after reading and researching we decided we'd do it as high as we'd got the soil for. It seemed sensible at the time, we'll ony find out when we dig them up...


Ron and i decided that it was time we built the compost bins we'd been threatening to do. An injection of pallets from a business on a nearby industrial estate, a bit of ingenuity and some other bits of wood we found on the allotment was all we needed (well, except for the nails, and we found a big in of them in the shed we desroyed). I loved knocking this up, we had no real plan, i just knew that one certain piece would be the back and that was it. It turned out really well, required a mix of brains and brawn and filled a sunny friday afternoon. It'll still be there after a nuclear winter...


The tomatoes were getting desperate to be put somewhere other than the front windows (and i'd heard that a few of the neighbours thought i was growing marajuana!!?!?!) so we had to do something. We cant really justify a greenhouse a rented allotment at the moment so we opted for this tardis of a thing. Aesthetics still on hold, at £35 we couldn't say no. Lisa and I threw it up one rain soaked afternoon...



...and it did the job, 30 tomato plants, some chillis, some peppers and the cucumbers...