Almost three months ago i was shown the allotments at frenchay hospital, and as my colleague pointed to an area of brambles next to his plot he explained that was the only available space. Well im thankful that 14 years of overgrowth didnt put me off as i now tuck into my very own home grown produce. Working the land is hard and satisying work.
Its been an adventure into the unknown of accruing and actioning information about specific vegetables and growing techniques; hard work with a scythe or more accurately (apparently) a sickle; blood, sweat and tears; prayer time; thinking time; relaxation.
long may the courgettes keep coming!
