Night of the May Bugs

Every year there are a few major ascension dates in the garden calendar. The first of these took place last night with the May Bugs. These beetle or cockroach like insects with Norman Lamont eyebrow style feelers spend most of the year underground as grubs. I often find them while I'm digging. Then for one night of the year they all crawl out to buzz around, frantically bumping into things and mating. Our house has been under assault. Every time you open a window or turn on a light they buzz in like fat carapaced daddy long legs (You can see one on my sleeve - he got stuck behind my hi-fi). They can be quite intimidating...


Yesterday I dug over the new patch in my back garden, which has been moved to where we had a giant overgrown conifer down. (You can see the old patch in the background - the yellow flowers are a sprout gone to seed). It meant digging and tugging out old roots whilst dripping with sweat and covered in dust. Then this morning I bought some landscape fabric and planted the strawberries out into slits and also in a pot.



On the allotment I built a frame for my mange tout peas, and a makeshift wire cover for my broccoli which both seem to have been pecked at by hungry birds. After some heavy weeding I also planted out the first of the wilted toms.

It's been another glorious day! I made it down the allotment feeling pretty hungover last thing this afternoon, I was at a wedding in Harlow last night.

I've almost finished digging over the plot now, I've just been slowed down by some serious stinging nettle roots down the boundary fence with the allotment next door. She's got carpet on her path and doesn't pull the weeds that come out from under it, so they encroach on our plot with their roots coming through the chicken wire fence. I've ended up just reaching over and pulling both the plants and roots up from her side of the fence as well.


I should get some spuds and parsnips soon, I just need to start thinking about where I'm going to put everything first though!

Getting started in earnest

It's been two weeks since Henry and I moved into our plot. Although Henry used the last week of British Summertime to make a good start at evening digging and I managed to get an hour or two in last weekend, it was only this week we really got going.

I had Friday off work and Henry had just gotten back from holiday so we decided to get to work with our forks that afternoon. We managed to dig about a third of one side over by the time it got dark.


Our progress was slowed by continually picking over the earth to pull out the tough, long, white and yellow roots of stinging nettles and couch grass. We've been told by the guy opposite, Clive, that we can't leave any race of these in the ground or they will grow straight back. We're also told that they won't compost so have been piling them up to dry out and burn.


We're also not helped by the plot next to us, which is overgrown with nettles along the fence that borders our plot. I ended up reaching over to tug out all adjoining roots as well.

Another issue is the carpet that has been used to cover all the paths in between the existing beds. We've decided to rip all of this up because it's infested with weed roots - but this leaves us with the dilema of what to do with it.


As dusk settled, we got a small bonfire going and piled some of our roots on top to burn and smoulder, hopefully leaving us with some nutrient rich ash in their place.


A hard days work done, we headed down The Running Mare for a pint or two too many.

A Robin and a Pig

I bought some Organic carrot seeds on the way back from Rosie's on Sunday afternoon. When I got home, I raked over the patch again to make a seed bed for them and watered it with some seaweed fertiliser solution. I'll probably start sowing them in a week or so. Once I'd finished raking, my little Robin friend flew down to eat some worms I'd dragged up. He's been down before, but this time he came really close. No fear.


After raking, I dug drills for my first two spuds which have been chitting in the shed. One had really long roots, but few shoots, the other, longish shoots, but few roots. It'll be interesting to see which sprouts quicker, although I'm not too sure which one was which now.

I then thinned out my radish shoots which survived the frost and have got a little bigger.

Finally I filled some yoghurt pots with compost and put some tomato and sprout seeds in, before leaving them on a tray in the bathroom. Following instructions in my book, I placed brown paper over them and put them in a plastic bag (instead of under glass). No sign of life so far (Weds) so not sure if they're not wet/hot enough or just slow. Will have to see...

By the way, when I went for a walk with Rosie earlier in the day, we made friends with this huge pig!