I don’t know about everyone else, but whenever I visit at the moment the allotments are like a deserted green (and brown) oasis of calm amidst the urban noise. I hardly ever see anyone about, (except occasionally Ken and Teddy), during the winter months, unlike summer when the site is heaving with people busy doing whatever they like to do on their respective plots.
At the moment I am only really going up there to pick the odd bit of veg, to check that the pond is OK, that my tarpaulins haven’t blown away, to put things on the compost heap and to top up the feeders on my lovely bird-feeding station which I won in the raffle at the October Fair.
I hope everyone is fit and well and ready for the big dig once the ground defrosts a bit!
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