Monday, March 10, 2008

Allotment Blogging Hits the Big Time
Was I the only allotment blogger to pick up the Observer yesterday and discover one of those articles that 'list' the top 5 billion best things, and find that it was the 50 most powerful blogs ? So I started going down the list - don't be silly, vanity and pride had nothing to do with my interest - and came across the most boring blogs that you would not really give much time to at all. I was actually trying to see if allotments had any place in the list. And yup, there she was at 34, Melanie Rimmer and her Bean Sprouts blog. It's good to see someone digging away getting some recognition like this. And to think the article suggested that the most powerful blogs influenced world leaders and the press ! Your time has come to change the world for us Melanie !
Congratulations.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

The Ground Elder Special Posting













(at the suggestion of Earthwoman who was not sure what it was and if she had it)



This is it. The best way to describe it, other than a role model for the Day of the Triffids, is on this Royal Horticultarial Society page. I think the RHS is simplifying the method of removal by saying that it grows close to the surface and can be easily forked out. My experience is that it has been growing nearly two feet deep. It requires to be dug out in cubes and then a fork is used to vigorously shake the soil off before bagging it. The rhizomes are the creamy brown shoots that you see in these pictures. The entire rhizome must be removed. You only need a tiny piece broken off and left in the ground for it to establish itself again.

When I took over plot 12a, the entire length was colonised with ground elder. It was so invasive it had managed to become as one with an entire 10 metre strip of rhubarb and by the summer it was a fight to find the rhubarb because of the ground elder appearing like a green and white carpet. The white flower is attractive, but then I suppose when the first Triffids appeared the population probably thought they were cute.


So, Earthwoman, if you want to know if you have it, when you were doing your winter digging, the rhizomes above are what you would have found. If the soil is not too compacted then shaking the soil from the roots will enable them to come out like a bundle of sphagetti. Apparently introduced in Roman times as a source of food, the green leaves were eaten like spinach. But be warned. None of this stuff can be composted in the conventional manner. It will invade your heap and colonise that entire area. Wikipedia has some useful photos of the plant in its different growing stages.


Because there is so much to be removed from my plot, I have been working on a three year plan to eradicate most of it by hand. Last season I got into a routine of bagging any that I dug and taking it down to our recycling centre where they have a skip for green stuff. They have sophisticated composting machinery that 'cooks' the ingredients, turning it into useful compost. I allowed the colonisation of the rhubarb to remain and inserted shuttering boards along the strip with weed suppressant material to prevent it from reaching out to the areas that I was turning over for planting. From November onwards I have been removing the rhubarb and ground elder and the whole strip is now clear. Using a gardening knife I am scraping the rhizomes out of the rhubarb crowns which will be replanted. I have been working back along the plot to remove the remaining weed but it will not be completely eradicated. So this season, I shall fork cultivation strips very carefully to remove as much remaining pieces by hand. Root crops, especially potatoes, will help in this process. Digging a trench, allowing potatoes to loosen up the earth, digging the crop out and forking out any remaining offending weed. This is the only solution if you are not a millionaire and have no ethical problem with buying gallons of glyphosate. I bought a small bottle of this last summer and diluted it to spray on a path that I was trying to make. There was no point in scattering grass seed on the path if the ground elder just covered everything. It seemed to do the trick but not entirely. The thought of spraying the entire plot just did not equate with the idea of keeping a plot. So I have abandoned further use of the weedkiller. Hopefully, I will be fully under control by the third season, only needing to carefully spot where the odd plants are reappearing.


In summary, ground elder is pervasive and will quickly colonise an area if you are not vigilant. It has a nasty rhizome beneath the surface of the ground and unless every millimetre of this is removed, it will keep bouncing back. Weedkiller can deal with it in very small areas but the best method is hard work removing manually from the soil, bagging it and taking it away from your plot. It cannot be composted in the conventional manner.

Anyway, Earthwomans fantasy of waking up to six foot weeds may have been a dream for her, but it has been a nightmare for me !! She has a great blog by the way with some good photos to inspire us all at the beginning of this years growing season.


Tuesday, March 04, 2008


Gnome counts his blessings

He counted them out in the palm of his hand. He sowed them in neat lines in a seed tray. He waited four weeks. They were the progeny (progeny : plural noun, the young or offspring of a person, animal or plant: His numerous progeny are scattered all over the country.) of the Excel F1 cabbage. Just pause for a moment. F1 ? Doesn't that make this the Dolly clone of the cabbage kingdom ? What on earth is happening ? Does this make Gnomes greenhouse some sort of genetic factory that is mass producing a non-producing clone of an old green cabbage lying somewhere north of Sheffield and a little South of the Cairngorms ?

Digress not. There are 75 of the little beauties, all tucked up in their own pods (aye, pods) which is not a bad result for a packet of seeds costing no more than a pound. They have been counted in and counted out and in four or six weeks shall be ready to plant out, hopefully.

Monday, March 03, 2008



Woody Wilbury said...
Sorry to hear about your hip, Gnome. I guess that makes digging a bit difficult?

Hip to the dig

Gnome digs. Yeah. Gnome is hip to the dig. You cats out there must know a good tune when you see it. Like Gnome and Dave during their Stax days. You gotta hang on when you know its coming. Composting with the Gnome and getting sharp with your Green Onions. Grooving to the tunes of Gnome Davis and Kind of Hoe. You gotta dig, man, Early in the Morning with Gnome Baker and his RakeForce and late at night when you put on that red dress ‘cos we’re goin’ out tonight. Gnomes gotta brand new bag. Its his bag for life, dig ?