Allot(ment) of love
There’s news that there is now a ten-year waiting list for an allotment in some areas of London. But don’t be alarmed: in some boroughs, the waiting list can be much shorter or even non-existant!
I am attending a big Bonfire Night burn-up at a friend’s allotment in Walthamstow, and he didn’t have to wait at all to get his little piece of gardening heaven within walking distance of his house.
I am just warming up to the idea that gardening can be fun: I was able to make my first dish made from home-grown ingredients this summer (potato, rocket and chive salad) and the pride I felt was surprising! And this was from containers, not a full-blown allotment.
Imagine next year: chickens!