I am not, by nature, a patient person. During my childhood and early adulthood phrases such as “bull at a gate” and “burning the candle at both ends” were used liberally to describe my behaviour by my nearest and dearest. Since getting ill over a decade ago my biggest challenge has been unlearning my tendency…
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I suppose it was inevitable really. Having spent more time up at the allotment – mostly in a fine drizzle – I’ve decided I need to leave a little more space at the rear of the plot, both for the utility area (compost bins, comfrey, log pile) and for a seating area. It’s not really…
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(With thanks to Janet, The Queen of Seaford, for the post title, which came from a comment she made on a previous post…) I’ve spent this week getting to know my allotment, meeting people, getting blisters and learning things. Number one priority was to get to know the soil. I seem to have been very…
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