North Downs at Detling

I struggled around this morning’s walk for some reason, no energy. A situation that lasted until a post lunch snooze.

Very windy today, when I got to the allotment it had blown the cover off the brassica cage, bent over the spuds and the green beans. I hope it hasn’t permanently damaged them. I dug up a couple more roots of new potatoes and in their place planted the first batch of leeks.

The view from the Downs was, as ever, beautiful with wild flowers framing the turning barley. It was only marred by the repeated sound of motorbikes roaring, if that is the right word, up the hill behind the trees in the background.

What is it with these high pitched, high revving, screaming machines? We hear them every day even from our house which is several hundred of yards from the main road. More often than not, they’re speeding too. Just another example of the anti social behaviour we’re hearing so much about at the moment. If I’m not careful I can let these sorts of behaviours overpower all the great positives that the pandemic has brought out in so many people.

On a lighter note, those of you interested in my attempts to grow dried marrowfat peas for their shoots, will be pleased to learn that they’ve germinated! At 65p for 500g that’s a lot of pea shoots!

That’s a second successful experiment as three seeds from a butternut squash we had for dinner also germinated and are now growing away on top of the weeds compost bin at the allotment.