Allotment Adventures: Cut your losses

This was the week I decided that it was ok to stop doing something if it wasn’t doing well. That thing was the boston squash. I had put what I thought was 2 baby blue hubbards in the box to grow up the arch. One of them was a boston squash and while the baby blue seemed fine the boston squash was not doing well.

On Thursday night after a short conversation with my wise neighbour Joe, I decided to cut my losses and take the one remaining boston squash before it too died. Say hello to the massive squash. Also say hello to the winter squash plant that is doing really well. The monster butternut squash plant which has seven squash on it and is spreading into the raspberries!Over the week, I gave Kathy a courgette, a crookneck, a cucumber and a herb. Joe took a cucumber on Thursday, I picked another massive load of french beans, a cucumber and some plums.

On Thursday night the fox was most put out that I was on his plot.I told mum that there probably wouldn’t be much to take home at the weekend. I was wrong. There were no courgettes, but eight crookneck squash, three beetroots, seven cucumbers, six tomatoes (which were eaten straight away and hopefully are a sign of tomatoes to come), four carrots, spinach, salad leaves, spring onions, french beans and loads of plums.As for actual work on the plot, there was weeding, I finally sorted out the strawberry bed and cut off all the runners. I’ve planted a load of them up, for when I extend the bed and for Laura and Georgie, if they want them. I tidied up the crookneck, cutting off all the mildewed leaves and did the same to the cukes. I also tidied and tied up the tomatoes. 

I discovered that something (slugs most likely) have eaten holes in my peppers which I am unhappy about but what can you do? More slug pellets in the greenhouse.

While I was in the greenhouse, I sowed some pak choi, chard, beetroot and kale, I also managed to drop the pak choi seeds everywhere so I’ll need to buy another packet of those! I also took some cuttings of the mint and have plans to do the same with the oregano. I want to sow some basil as well to have it through the winter indoors.

We pulled up the first set of french beans and I planted chard in the space left behind. I sowed another three rows of beans on that bed and in the brassicas and they are in flower so we won’t be without beans for long. I also planted out the tarragon in the herb patch. Ma weeded that bed and I think some borage seeds are coming up to replace the blackfly invested borage I pulled up a couple of weeks ago, so we left them there.Next week, we need to bring a stepladder to get to the plums, weed and water and collect food!

 

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Random thoughts

This is a pretty accurate lists of all the things that have been flitting through my head in the last week or two. I need to switch my brain off..

 

  • I’m on the verge of demob/birthday fever. Nine more days and week off, I’m more than ready…
  • It’s not really rest, but it’ll be nice not having to be up at 6am every morning, I’m going to be busy but mostly with the things I like to do – cooking, allotmenting and so on.
  • One of those days will be devoted to Joe-proofing the house. Oli was containable (although he did manage to reverse the up and down volume directions on one of my radios) but Joe is unstopable.
  • Although he really banged his head at the weekend and had a massive bump. Poor baby, poor Lu..
  • Ben tells me he’s looking forwards to seeing the allotment
  • I went to the library for a book they didn’t have but came out with 3 more. Like I have time to read at the minute
  • I need to make a list of what’s growing and for Oli to go and guess, last year he and Tabitha tied. He was sad that he only got £2, Tabitha was overjoyed because Jo doesn’t do pocket money..
  • Which reminds me, I need to call/text Jo
  • What am I going to cook the ravenous hordes for my birthday lunch? Who have I invited? Ben, Lu, Oli, Joe, Ma. Georgie & Zeke. Are Kathy and Adam coming with their two? Is Sarah? I have no idea.
  • I do know who’s coming to gin club, that’s Friday.
  • I need to clean everything if I’m going to have people that aren’t Ma in the flat
  • And make sure there’s something for breakfast
  • I need to water the plot
  • I hate laundry. It’s a never ending task
  • Why am I so tired?
  • Where did my phone go? It doesn’t go places, you left it somewhere…
  • I feel like I’m never going to eat all the vegetables I’m growing
  • The plum jam didn’t set
  • My head hurts..

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Best/Worst 17 to 23 July 2017

 

Best


Movies. We went to see Baby Driver on Wednesday and it was so much fun and had a brilliant soundtrack. Yes it is a bit gory towards the end but if you can, go and see it!

The Library. I visited the library this week to see if they had one book. They did not, I still came out with three books. (no I don’t have a problem, I can handle it, I’m not an addict!)

A good weekend. Blackberrying, allotment, jam making, a quiet Saturday night. I’m knackered but happy.

Worst

Sneaky govt ministers annoucing a rise to the pension age just before Parliament goes on holiday. I was resigned to 67 but 68 feels like a slap in the face. Ma started work at 16, I started work at 19. So I got three years. However, she only had to work for 46 years. I’m going to do 49 and the people my age who left school at 16 will have been working for 52 years before they even get a free bus pass. I’m still luckier than the millenials, it just sucks…

 

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Friday Links

Happy Friday! Well folks, it’s been a week. I’ve been on the wrong day all week. From Tuesday on, I was a day ahead of reality, which makes the week a slog, nothing like thinking it Thursday and you have one more day to go and realising it’s actually Wednesday and there are two more days to go…

Here are this week’s links…

I’ve just read Hillbilly Elegy, I didn’t agree with all his conclusions, but this is important to read too. My Mother wasn’t Trash.

Is it always good to talk? No. In my experience, meetings are just exercises in futility, where nothing changes and everyone talks too much. My opinion may be biased because I’ve been minuting this week.

Parliament needs to leave London and re-connect with the rest of the country. I’ve been saying this for years. The centralisation of everything to London isn’t just bad for the rest of the country, it’s bad for London.

I’m ashamed of my secret weedkiller habit. I don’t have a weedkiller habit but I was very ashamed of myself when I put the ant killing bait down. Mind you it doesn’t seem to have done any good, they are still everywhere.

The Thing. First I have had days like that most of them last week and two it made me laugh.

Also hilarious, wrong but hilarious. Gin shit…..hipster wank juice!

Gin is in fact not some kind of cutting edge, artisanal, proto-euphoria serum, but is actually a pile of utter bollocks.

Pensions need to be smarter, not just start later.  I’m not sure I agree with her solution although I do think we need to consider what happens to people in professions that require physical strength, builder, plumber, firefighter and so on because I can’t see that they can continue until they are 68. I also think that we need to be a bit smarter about National Insurance and the age you stop paying for that. If your retirement age was 60, you could continue to work but didn’t have to pay National Insurance. I believe that one of the reasons that Ma continued to work a bit longer than that was so she could put that NI money into savings. I would really like to see something like that. Once you get to 60, maybe a 50% on NI which would allow some people to slow down and work part time or to save the money into a retirement ISA. Something like this would maybe help the WASPI women, who have been royally screwed over, too. Overall, there really needs to be some blue sky thinking about how we encourage saving for retirement and a realisation that private pensions aren’t really good enough unless you have a massive salary. The old system doesn’t work and just raising the age isn’t fair. Also expecting people in insecure work, with high housing costs and maybe student debt, to be able to save for a private pension doesn’t make sense. So we need to look properly about making it actually fairer not just cranking up the age we can claim it from.
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A Day in Food: Eating from the plot

It’s that time of year when the allotment is contributing to what I eat. I thought it would be fun to run through a day’s eating and show you what I eat in a day and point out what I grew!

Water.

It’s been pretty warm recently so I always carry a bottle of water with me, but I’m also in migraine week, which means feeling constantly hungover and water is ‘too plain’ for my stomach. Yes it is weird but that’s how I feel. So I sliced up a cucumber and put it in my water bottle for cucumber water. I topped it up through the day and snacked on the cucumber too!

Allotment contribution: cucumber

Breakfast

Desk breakfast of rhubarb compote, with strained yoghurt and seeds. This is my standard grab and go breakfast, and the one I always return too, this week without granola because I’m out and couldn’t bear having the oven on. I set them up at the beginning of the week and it’s one less thing to worry about. The secret to making these filling is to use greek yoghurt or to do what I do and strain plain yoghurt.

Allotment contribution: rhubarb

Lunch


I did a lot of cooking on Sunday to get me through the week. This is saag aloo, chana masala and rice. I also portioned some of it up in foil containers and froze them for an instant ready meal on the days when I can’t be bothered to cook. I ate it with a salad.

Allotment contribution: potatoes, spinach, coriander, garlic, salad leaves

Dinner


Pork chop, potato hash and green beans with a side salad because I can. Simple easy and delicious

Allotment contribution: potatoes, summer squash, green beans and salad leaves

The allotment is changing how I think about food, it did last year but this year there’s a bit more variety.

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Allotment Adventures: Worrying

I’m a complete basket case right now and worried about every little thing, I know it’s going ok and it looks lovely.But I have the creeping fear that it’s all going to go wrong and everything will die. Let’s start with the winter squash. This is probably my fault. The ‘squash in the box’ were I thought both Baby Blue Hubbards. This is not true one is a baby blue, the other is a Boston Squash. Ok, so all was going well, and then the bloody aphids had a go and all the baby squash got brown and died. And then this happened.

I have one massive boston squash and one baby blue that so far seem unaffected but I have about 7 weeks before they’re ready and I’m not holding out hope, except of course I am and it’s agonising!

Aphids are also the reason for the massive pick of rhubarb, did you know that rhubarb can get aphids, nope I didn’t either. But I stripped the plant and am now drowning ants on it on a regular basis. We pulled up sweetpeas next to the greenhouse because they got greenfly. The french beans have aphids too and the cucumbers have mildew. I’m a wreck of worry because I’m I am worried about tomato blight and why the patty pan has yet to produce one fruit (the ones in the produce photo are gifts from a plot neighbour.) Then Ma points out that the carrots are ok, we’ve had over two kilos of beans from three rows of plants (half a bed), that the crookneck plant is doing well, that the butternut squash plant has six squash and is a monster, that we had blight last year and got tomatoes, that we grew beetroot, that the leek and salad beds are fine, that the cucumbers are still producing, there was even kale this week and “really Nic, you just need to stop being so negative”.Easy for her to say, she ate the first ripe tomato! However, she’s right, she often is, so here are the produce pictures from last week (minus that tomato!)On Monday, I sent Kathy home with a courgette, a cucumber and a crookneck, some parsley and basil. The plums are almost ready as are the tomatoes and I need to stop being so anxious about it (especially given that yesterday I was just talking about the problem of expecting perfection!)So last weekend, we weeded, we watered, we picked and we built a new brassica cage.We also viewed the rain from the shed while having a cup of teaIt’s all ok. Some of it will go wrong and that’s ok too.

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The Problem with Perfection

I’m not a perfectionist. I like to have control over my immediate environment but I’m all about good enough. Mostly because perfection is hard work but also because perfection is unattainable. Good enough is good enough.I’ve been thinking about this recently in regards to mental health. There has been a lot in the news about the strain on the NHS, the increase in children and young adults dealing with mental health issues. CAMHS is very underfunded as is mental health care generally in the NHS and young people aren’t getting the help they need. At the same time I’ve noticed a whole raft of people posting stuff about having mental health issues most generally anxiety and depression. Also lots of what not to say to a depressed person posts (I get it, don’t tell them to pull themselves together or go for a run!)

I think that if I was 25 years younger, I’d be one of those people. I was a very unhappy teenager and young adult for absolutely no reason I could see. Ok home life wasn’t great but also it wasn’t terrible either. Fortunately, I was also rubbish at being a teenager, I did drama but I didn’t really do staying out late, getting drunk or being unsafe. I was a sensible unhappy teenager who spent most of her weekends babysitting, I was the sensible girl.I didn’t think that boys would make me feel better, I was well educated about sex and I was lucky that I had a bunch of wise older women to advise me when I wouldn’t listen to my mother. As an adult, I understand that deep down I understood that life was sometimes terrible (and at 17, I truly believed it was grim) but that you just got on with it.

I am naturally a bit depressive which comes from my father AND my grandad, so both sides of my family. However, from the viewpoint of being the most balanced and content that I have ever been, I can see there were times when I was depressed. I went to see the GP because I couldn’t sleep and had a prescription for sleeping pills but I never thought that I needed anti-depressants and I was never offered them (and I’m not in any way suggesting that people shouldn’t take them, if they help). I did eventually get some counselling (there is a famous episode when a friend suggested therapy and I replied that I would, if I could find a sensible therapist!) which gave me some coping skills and helped me recognise where I was getting in my own way. One of those ways was having ridiculous expections of myself and of other people.What I’m trying to express, probably very poorly, is that although I don’t wish to tell anyone that they don’t have mental health issues, I think that as a society we have a problem with perfect that is causing a mental health problem for young people.

That there are a bunch of people, who honestly are not making it up, but just don’t have any coping skills or resilience to not feeling great or bad things. Because we as a society haven’t taught them how to cope. My impression is that we hover over our children, giving them things they don’t need but not the time and attention they do.

I see children not being taught how to behave appropriately in public spaces and their behaviour not being dealt with. I’m not talking about tantrums here, that happens, it’s the running around cafes and restaurants, being rude to adults, not being able to be quiet in a library, the children who thought it was ok to try and take produce at the allotment open day and the parents that encouraged it.

As a society, it seems that we are overly permissive about behaviour of children but once they get a bit older, we give them phones and social media access and don’t teach them how to use it or monitor their use. We are giving children mixed messages. They are the most precious thing in the world and can be anything they want to be but we’re not paying attention to them or teaching them how they can be anything they want to be (which basically starts with ‘apply yourself’).

We expect them to be perfect, to know how to navigate the world they find themselves in and they expect their lives to be perfect. Only we haven’t taught them how much hard work perfect is and we haven’t taught them that good enough is good enough.  So we have lots of young people who don’t know how to move through feeling low because they never learnt to regulate their behaviour or emotions. They don’t know how to deal with the pressure from social media and how to cope with their lives not being instagram perfect.

As a society we struggle to be content, we struggle to deal with grey areas and imperfection. So is it actually any wonder that young people dealing with the crap hand they’ve been handed with work and housing and social pressure are struggling? And if you think about it isn’t depression and anxiety a logical outcome of all those factors? I don’t know if I’m right about this and I sure as hell don’t have any real answers, although I’d start with housing and schools and more expectation from parents about appropriate behaviour. I do think it’s something we have to pay more attention to though.

 

 

 

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Best/Worst 10 to 16 July 2017

Welcome to the new week.

Best

Rain. Finally on Tuesday, it poured down for most of the day. A day with rain is a day that I don’t have to water the plot! The rain also calmed down the pollen and that’s a really good thing…

Dinner with the Kennys. Actually dinner at Tom and Yoey’s, but Christina was there too. They are lovely and interesting and clever and if they are typical millenials, the world is going to be ok.

Worst

Work. Again. Yes it is my busy week and yes I am in migraine week so I maybe this is affecting how I feel about it. But I’m was so glad to get to the end of this week in the knowledge that there are 3 more weeks before I have a birthday and am off for a week and don’t have to run around for this meeting.

Aphids. Blackfly everywhere, greenfly on the sweetpeas. I’m seriously considering chemicals. Everyone is saying ladybirds but they are expensive and I’m broke. They are everywhere and I had to chop the borage and the rhubarb down because they were infested. Bloody ants…

Honourable mentions to the story of Oli’s Saturday run, conversations with friends, tea in the shed, gin with Ma, working from home on Friday, Sunday afternoon naps and crops..

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Friday Links

Happy Friday. Today I am working from home and have a very chilled weekend planned. Because it’s Bastille Day, I also have the French National Anthem running through my head. I love the tune but find the lyrics a bit bloodthirsty.

Here are this week’s links..

The Charlie Gard case is heartbreaking but we need to trust medical experts. When this case first went to court, I felt so sorry for Connie Yates and Chris Gard and now I still feel terrible for them but I also feel angry. Because of their behaviour this week. I get that they disagree with the doctors caring for Charlie but the way they have acted as if the hospital is out to kill Charlie. Their child isn’t going to get better, he’s never going to have the life that they wanted and he’s suffering and in pain. It is awful but it’s not anyone’s fault. It’s certainly not the fault of the NHS or Great Ormond Street or the professionals caring for him. I feel for parents in this situation because no-one wants to be in this situation but they need to listen to the doctors and do the hardest thing. Let that poor baby rest.

Fit in my 40’s. I like Zoe Williams and I know of what she speaks…

A reply to Mr Marvell from His Coy Mistress. This is silly and funny

The next election isn’t won, whatever Labour and Corbyn think. I wasn’t aware that Labour thought it was in the bag. But in less than two terms the wheels have come off for the Tories. You know Tories don’t care about the NHS and the lives they ruin, but they are at least efficient. The problem with this set is that they don’t care and can’t run a piss up in brewery. However, I love d’Anacona’s opinion pieces because he still acts like the Tories are competent, the entire mess this country is now in is down to the incompetence and hubris of the Tories. Labour in comparision, isn’t running about telling everyone how good it is while making a mess. Corbyn needs to get to grips with the right wing of the party and that means getting them onboard by explaining they need to fall in line and explaining to the left wing of the party that no-one likes an ungracious winner. They need discipline and momentum to win, but if the Tories carry on like they are doing, they might not even need that…

Steve Bannon has a painting of himself as Napoleon and Nigel Farage gave it too him. This confirms everything I every thought about the two cockwombles…..Napoleon FFS. Also and I honestly never thought I would utter the words, Napoleon had more intelligence and class than those two will ever manage….

Church’s plan to sell allotment plots. This worries me, the CofE needs to be using it’s money to build affortable housing AND promote the building of community. It really bothers me that it can’t see that both things are important. It’s the same at our site, with the local vicar writing to say how important building on our site is. I know him and I wonder if he’d feel the same if his allotment site was under threat!

Chinese umbrella-sharing start-up loses 300,000 brollies. Whoops..

Anne-Marie Morris has had the whip removed. As she should, but that phrase is not a slip of the tongue, I’d be willing to bet she uses it a lot out of the public eye and the slip is that she forgot she wasn’t in public. Elephant in the room would have expressed the same sentiment without being offensive. I don’t understand, I’m pretty old and I’ve always been taught not to say it and to understand that if black people do it then they can, but I cannot.

Why is there still so much prejudice against working-class accents? Oh, Dreda Say Mitchell, now you’re asking. It’s about how it sounds. Which is usually my problem with accents, I don’t think Angela Eagle is thick, I’m just not keen on the North-West accents whether from Liverpool or Manchester or points inbetween. I’m fine with the North-East accents, which I accept is completely arbitary. When it comes to Dreda Say Mitchell’s accent, I don’t think she’s not intelligent, but I hate the ‘oh look a working class person’ reputation she has developed for herself because she sounds like that. As if the only way to be authentic it to drop your t’s. I don’t get it, I’m a Londoner, I have a fairly standard southern London accent and I’m working class. My dad was a plumber, my mum worked in a bank, my grandad left school at 14, he and all my great aunts, who grew up in Wilesden, had pretty similar accents to me. My brother and my uncle and my cousins on my mum’s side sound like Mitchell. I don’t know why that’s the case, why my brother and I sound so different. What I do know is that people assume things about Ben that they don’t assume about me and my mum and that can limit them. Maybe she’s right and people shouldn’t make assumptions but it sounds off. In the case, of Mitchell, her accent drives me wild, it sounds like affectation, but that also could be because when I hear her on the radio, she’s usually making like her experience is all working class experience and that is just not the case. Also while I’m on the subject, I couldn’t care less if people say less instead of fewer (both are fine and less is the traditional usage!), the hill I will die on is ‘should have, could have, would have’ not ‘should of’, say it out loud, it sounds wrong.

Why Americans can’t get a raise. This is interesting. Mmm I would say that something like this is why productivity in the UK is so low.

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Summer Dinner

Last week I celebrated living in my flat for eight years. I think this is the longest space of time I’ve lived somewhere since I moved out of home. It was a Tuesday and Ma just finished her holiday and came over to see the allotment which she had missed (I think I had delighted her enough) and collect some produce.

She stayed for dinner which started with fizz and allotment raspberries.Dinner was low on cooking and making use of the allotment produce.Grilled courgettes with feta and herbs. This is one of my standard summer meals. It’s easy, there is no shortage of courgettes, the herb varies, today it was parsley from the plot but I’ve also used basil, coriander, mint and dill. Salad leaves, because we have them and they are just lovely as they are.Potato salad. The only allotment thing in this was the dill but soon, I should be able to do this with homegrown produce. This is amazing, the recipe is from Smitten Kitchen , I omitted the onion because Ma is not keen on raw onion (although next time I will probably put the sliced onion in with the cucumber to pickle a bit which would take away some of it’s bite) and I added some wholegrain mustard to the mayo. It does require some prep but it is amazingly good.

 

 

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