I brought the trailer down to the plot today filled with material destined either for the tip or the compost bin.
I sorted out the garden waste for the compost bin and then started repairing the bin itself. For some reason when I reinforced the front of one of the bins I thought a single screw at each end of the reinforcing batten would be enough. Under the pressure from within one screw snapped of requiring me to force the front panel back into place so I could replace the screw and add several more. Then, while I had my cordless drill out, I unscrewed one of the brassica tunnels from the pegs that hold it in place ready to lift it over to it's new patch. I do hope we don't have another gale before I can gather a team of people to help lift it over.
Gathering my thick leather gloves and a pair of secateurs I pruned the fancy gooseberries, a yellow Japanese named variety (that I can neither say nor spell) and a standard one (on a three foot stem) that has yet to produce. Both were rather to closely constrained under a loose covering of netting last year and had become badly congested.
Having emptied the compost material out of the trailer onto the bins I bagged up some of the brassica stalks and gooseberry prunings ready to take them to the tip. I also bagged up the twigs I had sorted out from my leaves together with any other natural woody bits that I had collected just inside my gate, making the plot look very untidy. All were loaded on to the trailer together with the remains of a broken pallet and a few bits of useless timber. I will have to make a trip down to the tip in the next few days.
With time marching towards the time of the kickoff of the England rugby match, I harvested a couple of leeks, quite a few Brussels, some cabbage tops (the Savoys just did not heart up) and a parsnip.