Allotment, May 2003

Hacking It Down

It was early summer, the brambles were nearly as tall as me and I had decided I wanted to grow vegetables. So I hired a brush cutter, a rotavator, a mad friend and bought a lot of beer. Two days later we were covered in cuts and bruises, had hangovers and a load of lovely soil which could be filled with veggies. Six months later, it was pretty much back to where we started, but at least I got some lovely home grown produce in between.