Spent most of the day on the allotment, catching up on jobs long overdue - I’ve only been able to snatch the odd half hour down there recently as work has been at fever pitch, hence the absence of blog posts.
The afternoon was warm and humid and it began to look a bit black over Bill’s mother’s as they say in my part of the world, and sure enough, a storm broke. We took shelter in the shed and ate the raspberries I’d just picked as we watched the lightening flash and the rain come down. We actually missed the worst of it and just got the outer fringe, but the shed still shook with thunder.
It passed over quickly and the sun returned so we were able to get on with weeding, planting winter greens, picking blackcurrants, tidying the polytunnel and taking the tops off the potatoes which have blight as we’d feared. We took a good sized harvest home with us of fruit, cucumbers, spuds, onions and garlic, not as many things as we’d normally be picking in better years, but finally the plot is yielding a proper crop.