Good Friday, the promise of rain and two trays of seed potatoes. I had hoped to get out early but I have a cold and it has been a couple of hard weeks at work. I had been looking forward to spud planting for a couple of weeks. I got Degsy loaded and trundled off about 9.30. I surprised that no one was at the lottie. It had been raining on and off during the back end of the week so I thought the soil would be too wet to dig. The soil was just about dry enough to dig. The grey clouds broke up a little and let the sun in. However the breezy conditions piled up the clouds again.
Planting spuds was a main order of the day. Did the usual; digging of a trench, chuck in a barrow load of manure, drop in the seed potato, back fill and do it all again. Eleven times over in fact. Six rows of Rocket and five rows of Arron Pilot. Light showers dropped occasionally as the clouds floated by. I took refuge in Degsy with a brew when the rain was a bit heavy but most of the time I just pushed on with planting. Eleven rows of spuds left a little less than half the bed for the main crop spuds.
After the spuds I walked round the plot and spot weeded the dock. The rain kicked in with a mission which was the cue to go home. Since last week bed1 has greened over with weed seeds. I am thinking how to deal with them.
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