If I’d wanted frozen veg…

… I’d have gone to the supermarket!

Sadly this extended cold spell has meant frozen soil for ages now – I forget quite how long, but it’s getting quite boring not being able to do anything down on the plot. Unfortunately the frost got my potatoes stored in the outhouse, not hugely surprising given how cold it’s been but it was a sad day today having to buy potatoes in the local fruit and veg shop for Christmas dinner.

There’s some sprouts in there somewhere

However the sprouts have survived the snow and frosts. The snow brought the netting down and I don’t think the purple sprouting broccoli is going to survive. [Cry] The sprouts are frost solid though and it was oh so cold picking them. Thought I’d pick them a couple of days early to let them defrost! I was going to get some ‘reserve’ sprouts from the fruit and veg shop in case my frozen ones aren’t so good, but all the ones in the shop were frozen from when they been picked in the field too.

The snow down on the plot had formed some great flakes/crystals too:

I’m keen to get some above freezing temperatures as I’m desperately trying to keep a new blackcurrant bush alive inside the house before I can plant it out anywhere. It’s currently living in the kitchen still in the bag being regularly watered, but it really needs to get planted. Somewhere. Anywhere.

Finally, from the less grumpy cat of Sheffield:

Happy Christmas!

Out with the old, in with the new

It’s that time of year when there are plenty of leaves around on the ground, so time to stock up and start making next years leaf mould! Now many garden writers obviously live in the leafy countryside and never see a car. I only the other hand live in a city so inevitably end up picking them up from the side of a road that has many, many cars passing along it each day – completely against the advice of these rural-based writers. I figure any leaf mould is better than none, and it’s probably nothing compared to the crap kicked out here in the days when we had industry (and no clean air act) – there’s a reason why the stone on our house is black!

So after collecting 10 bin bags full I figured I’d better empty out the old stuff:

Black Gold!

It’s not fully rotted down, but it’s great to add as a mulch to the beds, and I put it over the bed where the old blackcurrants were and then covered it over with weed fabric. I can’t decide what to put in this new bed at the moment so covering it over will give me more time to decide. Maybe some more strawberries?

All tucked up for winter

Having emptied out the remainder of last years leaves, it was time to put in this years. Only after emptying the builder sacks I put them in, I discovered they’d excluded the light very well from the soil they were on. So I dug out the remaining roots (mainly nettles) and added a couple of buckets of compost from the compost heap to this area.

Blackcurrants here?

I’m thinking I might put some blackcurrants in here, maybe some Titania? Any recommendations?

I moved the leaf sacks to the other side of the  bath and put the leaves I have gathered in them. I also use Biotal Compost Maker with them which is supposed to help them break down quicker. And whilst it looks like a complete mess here at the top of the plot, this is a vast improvement to how it was at the start of the day! The plot slopes quite steeply here so is quite difficult to walk along here so I have leveled this part of the path past the leaves and generally got rid of a lot of the weeds

There’s a path here, honest!

Finally the first Brussels of the ‘season’ were ready and eaten for tea, the first Brussels I’ve successfully grown:

And very nice they were too!

Farewell to the strawberries

After 4 years, I decided I’d pushed my luck far enough and dug up my original strawberry plants.

Fortunately I’d used some of last years runners to establish a new bed earlier this year, so it wasn’t such a painful task. The only problem is I had two rows of two different varieties of strawberries where I knew which was which. Unfortunately I wasn’t so careful when I planted up my runners…

Truth be told I got a little distracted with the usual allotment problem: chatting. As a result it wasn’t the comprehensive digging job I’d hoped it was going to be, but in my defence the soil was a bit too heavy to be digging anyway.

There’s not an awful lot left on the plot now, due to poor planning and planting on my plant but the Brussels are doing well – better than I’ve ever grown them before. Unfortantely something appears to be eating them though. It can’t be pigeons or pheasants this time though due to enough netting over them to cover half the site and it’s well pegged down. The only things I can think is mice?