It’s started. Goodies from the allotment are beginning to trickle into the kitchen; shelves in the fridge are now permanently dusted with earth from our freshly harvested veg, and homegrown dinners are brightening the table with increasing frequency. Continue reading “Rich Pickings”
This weekend, the clocks went forward an hour as we officially stepped into spring. To celebrate, the sun shone, jumpers came off, and t-shirts were worn on the allotment. Surrounded by a sea of pasty white allotment skin and reddening cheeks, the british gardener never looked so glorious. Continue reading “Put Them To Bed”
