I love going round the allotments near me. They are reall old, probably one of the first allotment associations in the country still run the operation like a tightly controlled army exercise. We used to have a half plot, but we didn’t rally make the most of it as it was in a heck of a state when we took it over for a grand £6.00 per annum. We couldn’t control the infestation of ghastly nightmare weeds and I didn’t particularly want to use harsh chemicals on a plot where I planned to sew salad and vegetable items. We struggled with the digging up of old materials and I damaged my right knee by overdoing the manual stuff. We did like having our own shed there though. Ours was very useful for sitting sipping tea; sipping morning coffee, eating lunch, chatting to neighbours – all at much the same level of ineptitude. We never handled much produce in it but would have done if we’d managed to grow any!