Another busy Third Saturday workday. What did we do with our time ? Early and Maincrop potatoes were planted, Jan brought down a bird house, which Mark critiqued, and Andy then set about enhancing. Marcos brought down and planted some excellent onions, grown from seed.

The bed for some of the maincrop potatoes had been shelter for 4 or 5 toads, some of which hopped away, others were relocated. Mark highlighted that toads tend to have dry skin, frogs tend to be damp. So no need to kiss them then.

Disturbing toads from the productive beds

Mark displaying a toad which was sheltering under the plastic

A serious business working out the spacing for the crop. Fliss wielding the tape measure whilst Harriet supervises. The potatoes were laid on a bed of comfrey leaves, to provide instant food to the corms. A layer of grass on top is supposed to help with reducing the risk of scab (according to Bob Flowerdew!). And a thin layer of soil. To be banked up once the plants are well established, and not before, or too much energy goes into leaf rather than root (and potato) production.

Planting maincrop potatoes

Fliss and Gary Planting maincrop potatoes

What Gary forgot to mention until the  two beds had been planted was that there were two varieties of potato in the same paper bag. It will be interesting cropping them to work out which was which !

Comfrey mix

Comfrey for food, grass over potatoes and a bit of earth

An unusual level of supervision, even for us ! Kat, Mark and Marcos looking on whilst Fliss, Ken and Adam get on with the planting. Harriet wandering off to sort another priority.

We had copious amounts of tea, a great venison stew, and as usual, a good mix of other homemade food to share. I let the side down by bringing a bought cake, but it was from a stall at Broadstone Farmers Market, a delicious St Clements cake from the Putticks at Lychett Maltravers.

Gary and Andy fiddled with the water system. The overflow from the third greenhouse bath towards the pond is leaking a bit, and we were not sure whether it was flowing. An extensive search for a rubber washer unexpectedly revealed a blackbird nesting in the compound. She’s found a great hideyhole, but that makes extracting any useful stuff from around her difficult for a while.

Andy Hadley