Getting sorted

The issue with the plot was for all to see, but, the sheds were also rammed full with rubbish, loads of it, from paint tins to bread crates, wood to broken glass, the association had already done an amazing job clearing 80% of the plot, and the pace increased to get it cleared, I am pleased I took so many photographs, it was worth documenting
The whole task was done by the end of April, it had taken over 6 months, and by the end, a blank canvas.
Without the help of some great people, they know who they are, it would have taken over a year to get the site cleared, maybe longer.
As you can see, the area is rather large, 80 feet long, 28 feet wide, so I have a lot to play with.
The idea was to get about 50% cultivated for potatoes, and brassicas, then get a shed and compost area sorted, then early summer start on the rest if the area, this was quite thick with weeds, so roundup had been used.

The beginning.......

Well, it all started about 2 years ago, my first allotment, half plot to be exact, did I know what I was doing? I had been growing things since I can remember, loved the sense of anticipation when I had a new packet of seeds in my hand, I would get them out for weeks before it was remotely warm enough to sow, read the pack, and read again, I was about 10 years old, that feeling has stuck with me ever since.
I had not grown anything during my late teens and twenties, other things to do, but I wanted to make up for lost time, growing a few things at the bottom of the garden is ok, but it will not feed a family.
Did i know what I was doing? no, not really, as I learn more, I realise I know very little, this is where this blog comes in, a chance to air my views and a few tips along the way.

January this year saw the chance to move on to a full size plot.One problem, it was a complete mess, covered in corrugated sheds, shacks, call them what you will, see the pictures, you will get the drift, I was familiar with the area, as it was near the tea shed, I had walked down there on many occasions, but never imagined you could turn the area into a proper allotment, but, never afraid of a challenge, I took up the offer, went home with my photos and started to sketch what I wanted to do.