Here we go...

My first post for my new allotment. Appropriately named I suspect, because there's going to be a lot of digging before I get to the eating part.

I concluded that I'm not going to have a large garden in the near future. Doing a PhD in Birmingham and having a cottage in the countryside with a big garden aren't mutually compatible. My mum made the suggestion of an allotment, and She Who Does Not Dig (my girlfriend) came around to the idea after much teasing.

I phoned up the local allotment and asked to be put on a waiting list and 2 months later found myself viewing 2 plots. One had returned to something of a primeval state, although they were going to attack it with large machinery later that day. The other was smaller, only a half plot, but had potential for growing this year. Culinary greed and instant(ish) veg-satisfaction won out, and I signed on the dotted line for the small plot.

Tomorrow, dubious weather permitting, I'll get the scavenged rusty spade and fork out and begin the digging...