A grand entrance

It has to be said that the approach to Hill Allotments is not the most attractive introduction to what is in store beyond the entrance. But for some months now, visitors and plotters alike, have been welcomed by the most magnificent display of colourful flowers (and the veg are pretty good too), thanks to Wendy and Carl, whose quarter plot opposite the gate, is an absolute delight. Talk about the wow factor! Thanks for making me smile each time I come to visit my plot. As I approach my own plot, it is the oranges and reds of the marigolds and nasturtiums that stands out, from a distance. OK, perhaps nasturtiums are also very attractive to blackfly and caterpillars, and their distinctly rampant nature needs some control, but their vibrant colours set against the dark (in this case) foliage just can't be beaten. I also know that they'll be popping up on my plot for ever more.

A & E came over for Sunday dinner, and we enjoyed some of the freshly picked vegetables. It was noted that the French beans in particular, (which I admit could have done with a minute or so longer in the pan) were rather squeaky when eaten, but they tasted pretty good. The variety of beans are coming thick and fast now. The back problem has more or less convinced me that next year, as far as French beans are concerned, I will only grows the climbing variety as they are so easy to pick. 'Cobra' is a good French bean, both for flavour and length of pod.

I was out with the walking club again yesterday, up high on the Waseley Hills. I told our leader, Judy, how 'homesick' I felt when we first moved down from Derbyshire. Neighbours kept asking me if I wanted a lift "up the hill" from the shops. Where was the hill? After a while I missed the real hills of the Peak District so much that Mike drove me to the Lickeys. I was so disappointed, I never even got out of the car. "Is that it?" I asked. Well Judy, the walk was good and we certainly did climb some real hills. The climbs and the views were quite breathtaking. Once home, and after a welcome cuppa, it was back down to the plot for some rhubarb and, yes, more beans.