The ludicrously productive in-laws (am thinking amphetamines) have got a fantastic allotment plot that produces mountains of fruit and veg. Flanked by a wood and a golf course, it really does feel like the countryside albeit with lots of rickety wooden shacks and a patchwork of old shag pile criss crossing the fields. I actually get quite misty thinking of my urban urchins running in and out of camps, climbing trees and eating fistfuls of blackberries off the bush. We’ve just visited the Allotment show which is a major deal in allotment land and always feels like a trip back to the 1970’s. There’s something so comforting in a having a steaming cup of tea poured from a jumbo metal teapot in a shack and who doesn’t love a knobbly carrot competition?
NB: These pics were taken two weeks ago when it was Summer. I type with a hot water bottle on my knee.
Worzel Gummidge would approve (of the nice cup of tea and slice of cake not the hat)
Terrific! (retro words compulsory on plot)
That 70’s Show
Don’t touch! Oops too late…
Glorious plants on George and Serge’s plot as featured on TV’s Gardener’s World – gasp!