Planting

Sadly, we lost touch a few years ago but my back will be forever indebted to a lady by the name of Chrissie Mitchell who introduced me to the concept of no-dig gardening. I am sure the soil structure in the various plots I have cultivated in this way over the years has also benefited but Chrissie, my back is eternally grateful.

So when I decided that I would convert part of our lawn into a vegetable garden, whereas years ago I might have cut and stacked the turf (or simply killed it with herbicide) and then dug over the area, last autumn I simply covered the plot with back plastic and waited. A few weeks ago, I pulled back the plastic, spread half a dozen bags of soil conditioner (well-rotted farmyard manure on last year’s – I wonder what the difference will be) and then re-covered the area. If this year goes as well as last year, as the soil warms up  the earthworms will be busy incorporating the conditioner into the soil, which will just need a light forking to loosen the surface, a quick rake and, voila, instant seedbed.

This method last year gave me excellent crops of beans, peas, sweetcorn and squash. This year, I am planting last year’s bed with potatoes and planting a similar mixture on the new one.

Last weekend I did get the spade out to plant a couple of rows of salad potatoes. More dedicated adherents of the no-dig method would say that this has undone all the good work that has so far gone into preserving the soil structure and I should be growing my spuds by spreading a deep layer of manure, covering with plastic and planting through holes cut in the plastic sheet. I have tried this method in the past and have never been convinced that the loss in yield compared to the traditional method of cultivation is worth the benefits to soil and back.

Of course, all the books will say that on a small plot such as mine I should be concentrating on high-value delicate crops and not low-cost staples like potatoes and beans. The problem is, my gardening philosophy is more peasant farmer than gentleman horticulturalist and I can never guarantee how much time I will be able to devote to the garden during the summer, so robust crops that can look after themselves are a must. Added to which, I have  never been able to grow out of the fascination with the ability to plant one thing in the ground and get lots of things back. This miracle of nature delights me in a way that growing crops that involve planting one thing and getting a slightly bigger thing back never has.

Today I took advantage of another benefit of living a 2-minute walk from the office and spent lunchtime filling pots with compost and planting seeds – and I challenge anyone who commutes to do that.The sun was beginning to get some warmth in it, the birds were singing, the ducks were pottering about the lawn and a passing stag eyed me quizzically. Pretty idyllic for a Monday.

Since I’ve been away

2016: what a year that was. When I last posted on this blog, David Cameron was sitting pretty as UK Prime Minister, having pulled off one of the biggest electoral surprises of modern times the previous year. Hillary Clinton was going to coast to victory in the US Presidential Election following the self-destructive spasm the Republican Party had suffered by selecting loudmouth businessman and reality TV star Donald Trump – Donald Trump!! – as its nominee. Oh and Europe was an issue obsessed over only by the likes of Nigel Farage and the lunatic fringe of the right wing of the Conservative Party. Whilst the “Vote Blue, Go Green, Greenest Government Ever” schtick had long since been ditched along with other “green crap”, there was a feeling of cautious optimism that a global consensus was building around the importance of taking urgent action on the climate, which was further strengthened with the signing of the Paris climate deal.

12 months later and we are hurtling towards a Brexit that nobody voted for (the referendum question having been framed in terms of “In or Out”, not “Hard of Soft”) with all the leading figures of the Leave campaign having conspired via a bizarre political suicide pact to leave Theresa May, who was almost totally invisible during the referendum campaign but was generally reckoned to be a moderate Remainer, driving the country towards the cliff-edge of the hardest of hard Brexits.

If the environment has been overlooked in all the hysteria regarding immigration and debates about what scraps in the way of trade deals the UK can scrape together having voluntarily left the world’s largest single market, on the other side of the Atlantic  the new occupant of the White House is busily burning the books of climate orthodoxy and promising renewed investment in the type of carbon-intensive industries the rest of the developed world has been busy divesting itself of.

This rise of the right seems to be accompanied  by a hardening of public attitudes towards minority groups and a general lack of acceptance and tolerance of others generally. We even seen this in our visitors at Bradgate – a greater selfishness and reduced willingness to compromise in the case of disputes or disagreements with other people.

If 2016 has been a year of seismic upheaval, what is 2017 going to bring?

“I might even find time to do some writing…

Or so I said in my last blog post…in March 2016!

It’s been a busy year and one in which work became all-consuming at times. Nicola often jokes that she has to play second fiddle to “Lady Bradgate”…and she is a demanding mistress.

Anyway, following something of a wake-up call over the past few months, I am trying to restore some balance to my life and finding time to write is going to be one way in which I endeavour to do this.