Encrusted, a word that is so apt for the day I had yesterday at the allotment. Old faithful our three windowed polytunnel after surviving all weather, storms, winds etc. (tornado’s would be over-exaggerating but you will know what I mean), had finally succumbed.
Surrounded by about a foot of wood chip, she took quite a lot of work to get out having been so securely dug in and the fact that the new three windowed tunnel turned out to be two foot longer didn’t faze my wonderful hubby who laboriously dug and got the newbie in place and woodchip back in place.
So, then I had the job of moving the strawberry plants to a nice new home in front of the tunnel, nice and easy. Finding some old covering that we had put down to stop the weeds, I used my secateurs to cut through to the good soil below. It took a little longer than I thought but eventually all was done and it looks good.
Then another little job, some bushes that needed pruning, so looking around where are the secateurs? Last time I had them I was putting the strawberries in..oh right so I left them over there.
I did indeed leave them over there and having tentatively searched through the chippings they are nowhere to be found and have now been left for prosperity or until the need for a new tunnel. There is now a pair of secateurs encrusted waiting to be discovered one day.