Spudulike
This is probably very dull if you’re not into digging. But I’d like to show my Brother Simon my spuds. We teamed up in January to order our allotment seeds, onion sets and chitting potatoes and in March I gave up my weekend lie-ins for 7am digging sessions at the allotment. Sounds mad, but there is something great about frosty mornings when everyone else is in bed. Five months on, and I have 15lbs of spuds to show for it, oh yeah. Was it worth it? Mmm… I think having an allotment is more about the process than the harvest. One chilly morning the site was deserted apart from myself and a very friendly pheasant who munched on the worms I’d unearthed, it was a tranquil (and back breaking) experience.
I now have a little helper, but seem to spend most of my time fishing him out of the water butt.
