After doing nothing to the plot for the past month (apart from erecting a compost bin, which now doesn’t quite fit together and the lid is stuck fast; and attending the annual meeting. I think they were talking about sheds for a bit, but the strange smell and the monotone voices led my mind to wonder and I spent the following two hours thinking about monkeys and what would happen if they ruled the Earth) grass has decided to grow over everything.
I’m realising that despite me wanting to spend a good few hours at the plot every Saturday, rather than me turn up, tut at the place and stand there for five minutes before catching the bus home, I need to get organised. A rather obvious point, but one I missed. I was probably being distracted by those pesky monkeys or summat.
So here is a list of things to do in preparation for next weekend:
Ground cover. The grass could well be used as green manure, but it looks bloody awful.
Lots and lots of tent pegs to keep the cover on the ground and not blowing onto one of the nearby houses.
TO ORDER FROM THE INTERWEB.
Garlic bulbs and onions. I might as well start growing something.
Seed catalogues. Lots. It’ll make the postman and the people below me think I’m really popular.
HINT AT DAVE FOR A GARDENERS WORLD SUBSCRIPTION.
Realise a lot more rolls will be needed to cover the whole plot.
Arrive at the crack of dawn to try and catch Peter so I can finally have my own shed.
Try and propagate some seeds if painting Dave’s flat avoidable.
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