It's not my fault. It was her idea! Having another allotment was not on my agenda when we moved to South Derbyshire from Manchester. The parish magazine had an ad for new allotment gardens . So we went along to survey the plots. We were not quite sure where they were. We followed the direction and ended here,[see picture]
H had the idea that we would grow our own food, the exercise would do us good, have the family do something together and get out in the fresh air. Well the air has been fresh especially on the Winter days of digging. Food has been grown but has it done us any good?......Probably but it is now my allotment. H and girl just come down to coo over the plants when the weather is particulary nice and to attend the summer bash.
With a tape measure, some sting and couple of pegs and hammer the outline of a plot was marked out. Then the work began. First thing was to chat to my farmer friend and tidy up the big rocks and the pegs I had just hammered in. For the price of a couple a beers he ran over all the plots with his mega grass cutter. Then he ran over the area a couple of times with a cultivator. An hours whizzing about transformed the view from jungle to prepared ground. The worst of the perenial roots were still in there as were the seeds from years of neglect but at least the worst of the over growth was gone.
So then we got the measure string and pegs out again to mark up the plots. If a jobs worth doing it's worth doing twice.