At the moment I feel that I am living on the set of one of those films that forecast catastrophic events that befall the earth. It isn't a film that I am enjoying being part of and has no business infiltrating into the real world. The worst of it is that whereas a film has a definite ending, this surreal situation has no end in sight. This is usually my favourite time of the year but this year I can't enjoy it.
At present we are being allowed to visit our allotment but with threats of more stringent measures to come for how long will this continue?
We travel to the allotment site by car in our own isolation bubble. (I read that cars couldn't be used to drive to your place of exercise and so I emailed the police to check. The response was that it should be OK as not only was going to the allotment permitted but it also was a means of collecting food). I wear vinyl gloves to unlock, open, close and relock the gate. After the gloves are pulled of I sanitise my hands. On our large plot it is easy to maintain more than the required safe distance from our neighbours. There's no more getting together for a coffee. We 'shared' one coffee break with a plot neighbour. We sat well into our plot, he was on his plot, each had a coffee made by themselves and we had a long distance conversation courtesy of raised voices.
We're trying to get as much done on the allotment before things change again.
There's still lots of tidying and preparation work to be done courtesy of the miserable weather that plagued us from September onwards.
The son of our plot neighbour erects fencing and, (prior to lockdown), he brought some old fencing panels for us to use to renovate our compost bays. Martyn worked on these and also emptied the contents of one bay to spread as mulch on various beds that we were preparing for the next crops.
I managed to finish pruning the gooseberries, some of which grow up a fence, The area around the bushes was tidied and mulched with well rotted wood chippings.
As I was pruning the gooseberries, it struck me that some of the clippings would make good cuttings and so I have taken some from each of the two plants growing on the fence. One is a red variety called Pax and the other a green variety Hinnonmaki Yellow. The cuttings have been placed in our plot greenhouse along with some lavender cuttings which were taken earlier. In the current climate we will probably bring them home.
I tidied one of the fruit beds and finished tidying the flower bed along one edge of our plot, although I had to wait for some of our plot neighbours to leave before I could do this, as they were working nearby.
Martyn, tilled some of the smaller beds and under normal circumstances we would feel that we were getting somewhere in our attempts to catch up but who knows what's to come in the future?
One onion bed is prepared for planting although we could do with it to warm up a little before we do this.
Despite the forecast frosty weather we decided to risk planting a row of early potatoes - just in case- we rationalised that the potatoes wouldn't come through too quickly and would hopefully avoid any frosty weather. We really felt that we needed to get something in the ground. Half the row was planted with Casablanca and half with International Kidney. We'd like to plant more potatoes in tubs but compost is really at a premium.
After each plot visit we managed to bring back some small harvests.
The purple sprouting broccoli had been the best we have ever had this year and has just kept on producing.
One of the punnets of broccoli and a bunch of rhubarb was intended for my sister but we are not permitted to visit her to take this.
Anyway until next time STAY SAFE and lets hope that we come out at the other end sooner rather than later.
One of the punnets of broccoli and a bunch of rhubarb was intended for my sister but we are not permitted to visit her to take this.
Anyway until next time STAY SAFE and lets hope that we come out at the other end sooner rather than later.
This week I am linking to harvest Monday hosted on
Dave's blog Our Happy Acres