It was always going to happen, but I have been evicted from my allotment. If you saw the 3' high couch grass surrounded by neat rows of tasty veg, you'd see why. I was hoping to hang on in time for the plum trees to fruit, but that was not to be.
So at 8am this morning I went out to dig up some blackcurrant bushes that were given to me as I have to remove my personal effects from the plot. Being too scaredy cat to face the probable self-righteous stares of the full-time allotmenteers I thought earlyish on a Sunday morning was the time to go for.
Not a soul about.
I hope the next lot of plot holders have more time for the couch grass.