Sixes

I now, finally, have six square metres of workable plot after working from three yesterday until the sun went down. The last two raised beds have gone in - hallelujah. I also transplanted the broad beans, and lifted and replaced Bed 2 which was sticking up at an awkward angle, with daylight between one corner and the soil. One end of the plot, at least, now looks a bit more like an allotment.

My neighbour also kindly brought me six strawberry plants, which have gone into newly liberated Bed 2. Now I need to read up on what kind of treatment they like. I hope it's not too early to plant them out.

I met my other new neighbours: Janna, Vincent and their daughter Queenie. They have put me to shame by clearing three-quarters of a whole plot in two weekends, and putting in some onions already. We exchanged shed horror stories; theirs came supplied with several bottles of urine. I had wondered how bodily functions were managed at the site, and all is now clear. I have found someone to come and remove the shed and its associated rubbish later this month, and will be heartily glad to see the back of it.