Bombs!!!!, originally uploaded by spinneyhead.
We shall release them tomorrow.
Tomatoes on Tib Street, originally uploaded by spinneyhead.
Not strictly Tib Street, but in the shadow of Affleck’s nonetheless. Someone has made good use of one of the big planters which has lost its tree. As well as the large tomato plant there are also some lettuce, parsley and mint. Very pretty and I hope they get a good harvest out of it.
Projects- Concrete Garden, originally uploaded by spinneyhead.
Last year I had a little garden just outside the rear door of my flat. It gave me a few peas and some tomatoes.
This year I’m trying again, but it’s moved across the yard so it can get more sun. So far there are just two tomato plants there, but as you can see, there are spaces set aside for whatever else I choose to plant.
I found this on the way back from the dentist on Monday, after heading off down one of those alleys you keep going past and wondering where it heads. It’s around the back of some houses, next to garages which can’t possibly be for cars because the only access is via alleys far too narrow for most vehicles.
There used to be a sign beside the gate which would no doubt have enlightened me as to who ran the little green oasis, but it’s been pulled down, so it remains a mystery. Maybe I should go back some evening when people may be around and enquire.
I’ve been wondering about this for a while-
A book from 1918 on home growing and storing vegetables to help the war economy. Another useful book for Sounds of Soldiers research.
Smaller breeds of cattle are the next big thing, allowing people to keep a few cows if their back garden is big enough. The Times writes about Dexters, miniature “cottagers’ Cows” from Ireland, which are about the size of an Alsation and produce up to 16 pints of milk a day.
In truth the garden is probably too small, even for a mini moo, and the fences to flimsy. But the lawn’s not flat enough to run a mower over it effectively and we have to cut the gras somehow.
I recently got a new pair of army boots. The last pair lasted me five years, and I expect the ame from these. However, I couldn’t just throw the old ones out, that seemed like a waste. I had to find a new use for them.
Turning them into plant pots was an obvious move.
As readers of Dig may have noticed, life on the allotment has been hit by a general feeling of apathy, not helped by my laziness, meaning that little work has taken place since the initial flurry.
Some extra motivation may be gleaned from the Manchester Harvest, a week long event starting tomorrow, involving placing a full size allotment in Albert Square and filling it with produce from Manchester allotments.
I won’t be able to make it during the week, but I’m looking forward to buying and cooking with some local grown produce over the weekend.
Originally posted to Spinneyworld 07/08/05 by Damian