This year has been a massive wake up call. It turns out that this allotment malarkey is a lot tougher than you’d expect. Pensioners are the stereotypical allotmenteers for a reason…not because it’s easy to just potter around at the allotment whilst drinking tea, but because they have so much bloody free time!
My year seemed to start out quite well. I had my beds prepped, my over winters were going well. The onions and leeks were spectacular actually. And then I momentarily took my eye off the ball. In this short space of time, super slugs wreaked havoc on my plot. Sayanara seedlings, fare thee well floral fancies and au revoir to all but the sodding weeds. They were plentiful; ridiculously so.
Not even my lovely tulips survived the onslaught
A spring mixed with torrential rain and blistering sunshine meant that within a week of a days intensive weeding, all hard work was undone; I was met with Triffids that towered over me (admittedly I am only 5 ft 2).
In my defense, we have moved house this year and have taken on many projects at home, some through choice (the brick tiled wall in the kitchen that has taken forever) and some not so voluntarily (a persistent and as yet unidentified leak from the bathroom).
For more information about the house, check out our other blog, which is updated as infrequently as this one. My blogging is worse than my gardening!
My folks came over in the Summer and helped me sort my plot out. I really was in need of assistance. I was on a warning letter from the allotment association (I was not the only one!) and was a bit terrified of losing my land. So, Bern (Pops) came over and spent a day getting all hot and sweaty whilst I swanned off to tropical world with my mum and niece – they have plants there, it was a research trip!
Cosmos are my absolute favourite, and about the only flower I’ve managed to keep alive!
Bern did a stunning job and I’ve made sure to keep on top of things since. We’ve managed a couple of potato crops since then, leeks are in, the cabbages have mostly survived the local pests and the beans, whilst not providing any legumey lovelies, have grown up their canes well and started to flower…finally.
Spudulika (90’s TV reference – points if identified)
This has not been the year of the courgette, or pumpkin. Bit disappointing, but at least I will be more prepared for slugapalooza next year.
Our rhubarb has gone well, but we’re in a good area for it so it’s nothing to boast about. I’ll be making some rhubarb syrup in the next week or so, which is a great accompaniment to fizz!
This is some of last year’s rhubarb syrup.
I’ve got a lot of winter prep to do to make sure I avoid the pitfalls of this year, but I’m hoping to take a lot from this year’s harsh lessons. My plot neighbor Steve has managed to keep on top of his despite having a hip replacement, so I’ve no excuse really ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Thank you for your kind words/ patience/ pity/ mockery/ motivational speeches
(delete as applicable)
Bye for now