Plot 9 from Outer Space
Well, after what seems like a lifetime, I no longer hate some of you. Ever since my conversion to gardening, I have been stealing inches of my garden from other things, pulling up shrubs and cutting down tress, shifting the ominous Hill 49 and demolishing the divisive Wall of Inishrah, all to gain a little more growing space. Yet, still, I harboured a deep resentment towards many of you; yes, those of you with allotments. I craved that 250 square metres that you all had. I tried to pretend that my garden was okay for me, but deep inside I was seething.
I wanted more – so much more. It was like the first time I dated one of the O’Sheedy triplets; I was always wondering about … well, you know what I was wondering about!
However, now I feel better. Now I am at peace, because I have Plot 9!
Delays and confusion and complaints from locals meant the establishing of the final layout has taken some time, and this also means I am very behind on the work front, but what’s life without a challenge? Plot 9 will be an added burden alongside the building of the greenhouse, plus at least two new beds and the Herbage in the garden at Idiot Towers. However, it’s a burden I am embracing.
So, what I am going to do? I have a few things to go in there.
Onions, Shallots, Leeks, Parsnips, Carrots, Salsify, Scorzonera, Cabbage, Kale, Calabrese, Broccoli, Chard, Spinach, French Beans, Runner Beans, Borlotti Beans, Broad Beans, Peas, Turnips, Swede, Beetroot, Celeriac, Fennel, Sweetcorn, Potatoes, Summer and Winter Squash, Pumpkins, Celery and Rhubarb.
I hope I have enough room…
Of course, this all alongside the usual array of salads and other veg grown in the garden, plus a range of less hardy veg in the soon-to-be-built greenhouse.
Naturally, this might also spell the return of some gardening related posts, plus a fair few injuries. Of course, all of this will be carried out with a healthy dose of idiocy.
It’s sad to say, but I bloody love gardening!