Hoe Sweet Hoe

Yup, finally did it.

Sometimes fate just throws opportunities in your lap that you just can't ignore.

So there I am in the 'Waterline' with Tracy, Woody and Ian on a cold April evening discussing a desire to do something more 'earthy'. Something which avoids the use of anything electronic whatsoever.

I need a garden!

My window box and any horizontal surface is brimming over with greenery. And I just can't envisage growing tatties in my airing cupboard. But then again, I live in Edinburgh and my earnings are modest. So buying a house with a garden is way out of the question. So Tracy suggests and allotment and I say 'great idea, let's put our names down on a waiting list. And maybe in ten years time we'll get our own veg patch.

But it seems the fates were listening and were in favourable mood. In walks one of Tracy's fellow Dundee United penitents and opens the conversation with the words "Do you know anybody that might want an allotment?". And the crowd gasps in amazement.

And now its July, and 4 different variety of tatties are heaving themselves out of the ground. Beetroot is bulging. Spring onions, red onions and white onions are sprouting like crazy. The lettuce has already been consumed. Corn, courgettes and a miscellany of squashes are well on their way. Rhubarb has been melted down into pie form on several occassions. And an embarassment of berries is threatening to burst.

The first year of the allotment is in full throw.