When people give up their allotment plots or are forced to relinquish them due to not working them, they are allocated to people who view them with the plot manager and he ascertains whether they are able to work the site.
An couple had worked plot # 14 for fifteen years and besides their vegetable beds, they planted fruit trees and bushes.
However, they stopped working it last year and it had been rented to a man. Who, according to his neighbours on either side, isn't at all friendly.
She went out yesterday with seedlings that had grown in a propagator for the weather forecast for the next few days is for mild weather with a mix or sunshine and rain.
Aka.. perfect planting weather.
She walked down the steps on to the site and exchanged a few words with Penny, a new plot holder who has worked miracles on her plot in the two months that she has had it.
She walked along and then came to a screeching halt.. Oh no, what has he done, what an idiot this man is, he cannot be right in the head.
What had this person done, you might well be asking yourself.. well, he had chopped down and dug out all the fruit trees.. two medlars, a Brunwick fig, two Egremont Russet, two Pink Lady and a Cox apple trees.
And where was the row of Versailles white current bushes? All gone, they too had been dug out, chopped up and everything was lying in an enormous pile at the side of the track.
She sighed and thought how very sad it was that he hadn't either asked his neighbours about the trees or waited to see what the fruit would be like before chopping everything down, shook her head and walked on up the track.
A couple of hours later, she was planting broccoli amongst the onions that Jane and she had planted four weeks ago on plot # 41 when she saw a BIG van coming slowly down the track.
That's a very big truck for a greenhouse or shed delivery, she thought and carried on working.
After the broccoli, she put the kale and the Savoy cabbage in amongst two beds of garlic. Collecting her sun tunnels from Big Shed, she carried them over to the square bed she cleaned the day before, scattered some slow release granules and planted most of the peas.
Ugh.. cold rain started to fall. Well, she reckoned she had had a very good day for she had worked in just a sweater and her jerkin, so dunked the box of MangeTout seedlings in the water butt, left them on the bed and covered the bed with Sun Tunnels - which have sadly been discontinued by Botanico.
Shack locked, green leaves picked, she left the plots and walked up towards the gate. No sign of the van, strange she thought, as she hadn't heard or seen it leave. Then she saw it.
It was on what is officially plot # 1 and it wasn't going anywhere in a hurry.. for the driver had ignored, very stupidly, several large puddles and had driven slap bang onto the boggiest bit of land for miles around.
After getting bogged down, he had driven forwards and backwards making a real pig's ear of it and now the van was well and truly 'stuck in the mud' for she couldn't see the bottom third of the wheels.
"Bad luck" she called as she walked past a man as the driver revved the engine making things even worse, "have you been stuck for long?"
The man turned and she realised who it was.. why, it was none other than plot holder # 14 and she realised that the chopped up trees and bushes were in the van.
"Two hours, it's costing me a fortune as the AA don't have a slot to come to me with a big tow truck until much later and the dump closes before they can get here and drag the van out."
She said "And, now it's raining, goodbye."
Walking behind the van and on up the steps, she suddenly had a most evil thought about which she wasn't sorry at all.
The bushes and trees were having their own back.. for revenge is particularly sweet when served cold and in mud.
It made her smile all the way home.
GeeGee Parrot.
March 20th, 2019.
An couple had worked plot # 14 for fifteen years and besides their vegetable beds, they planted fruit trees and bushes.
However, they stopped working it last year and it had been rented to a man. Who, according to his neighbours on either side, isn't at all friendly.
She went out yesterday with seedlings that had grown in a propagator for the weather forecast for the next few days is for mild weather with a mix or sunshine and rain.
Aka.. perfect planting weather.
She walked down the steps on to the site and exchanged a few words with Penny, a new plot holder who has worked miracles on her plot in the two months that she has had it.
She walked along and then came to a screeching halt.. Oh no, what has he done, what an idiot this man is, he cannot be right in the head.
What had this person done, you might well be asking yourself.. well, he had chopped down and dug out all the fruit trees.. two medlars, a Brunwick fig, two Egremont Russet, two Pink Lady and a Cox apple trees.
And where was the row of Versailles white current bushes? All gone, they too had been dug out, chopped up and everything was lying in an enormous pile at the side of the track.
She sighed and thought how very sad it was that he hadn't either asked his neighbours about the trees or waited to see what the fruit would be like before chopping everything down, shook her head and walked on up the track.
A couple of hours later, she was planting broccoli amongst the onions that Jane and she had planted four weeks ago on plot # 41 when she saw a BIG van coming slowly down the track.
That's a very big truck for a greenhouse or shed delivery, she thought and carried on working.
After the broccoli, she put the kale and the Savoy cabbage in amongst two beds of garlic. Collecting her sun tunnels from Big Shed, she carried them over to the square bed she cleaned the day before, scattered some slow release granules and planted most of the peas.
Ugh.. cold rain started to fall. Well, she reckoned she had had a very good day for she had worked in just a sweater and her jerkin, so dunked the box of MangeTout seedlings in the water butt, left them on the bed and covered the bed with Sun Tunnels - which have sadly been discontinued by Botanico.
Shack locked, green leaves picked, she left the plots and walked up towards the gate. No sign of the van, strange she thought, as she hadn't heard or seen it leave. Then she saw it.
It was on what is officially plot # 1 and it wasn't going anywhere in a hurry.. for the driver had ignored, very stupidly, several large puddles and had driven slap bang onto the boggiest bit of land for miles around.
After getting bogged down, he had driven forwards and backwards making a real pig's ear of it and now the van was well and truly 'stuck in the mud' for she couldn't see the bottom third of the wheels.
"Bad luck" she called as she walked past a man as the driver revved the engine making things even worse, "have you been stuck for long?"
The man turned and she realised who it was.. why, it was none other than plot holder # 14 and she realised that the chopped up trees and bushes were in the van.
"Two hours, it's costing me a fortune as the AA don't have a slot to come to me with a big tow truck until much later and the dump closes before they can get here and drag the van out."
She said "And, now it's raining, goodbye."
Walking behind the van and on up the steps, she suddenly had a most evil thought about which she wasn't sorry at all.
The bushes and trees were having their own back.. for revenge is particularly sweet when served cold and in mud.
It made her smile all the way home.
GeeGee Parrot.
March 20th, 2019.
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