30th March 2011 This week has blessed us with several sunny, warm days, the sort that makes the allotment irresistible. I’ve been there often, making good progress: the weeds (for now) have been vanquished, eleven rows of potatoes, five rows of red onions, four rows of broad beans, and one row of parsnips are now… Continue Reading

21st March 2011 After the dreary winter months, it’s been a joy to see the sun again, and even better now that it’s begun to give off something resembling warmth rather than a cold glare. Lulu, the neighbour’s cat, has resumed her morning patrols. The moment the back door opens, there’s a ‘thump’ on the… Continue Reading

13th March 2011 It’s been an eventful week for the world at large, and for the Palmer household, which has had more than its fair share of upheaval. Libya’s population has finally decided it’s had quite enough of Gaddafi’s decades of tyranny. Unfortunately, he hasn’t taken the hint and is clinging on like an unwelcome… Continue Reading

5th March 2011 The week was cold, miserable, and thoroughly uninspiring, the sort of weather that seeps into your bones and refuses to leave. My allotments remained off-limits except for an hour spent painting the shed with sump oil. The last fifteen minutes were done in a steady drizzle, so the roof remains untreated, awaiting… Continue Reading