I’ve had my allotment since about 2007, I think. It’s seen me through about 50 seasons, 5 house moves, several jobs and various episodes of mental ill-health.
It’s on a hill and has a lovely view across London. When I’m here I feel calm, centred and just ok.
I come here to unwind, focus, calm myself, clear my head and experience the magic of tending the soil, planting seeds, watching amazing plants grow and sometimes (when it all goes right) being able to pick an entire salad on my way home from work and take it home for dinner.
Keeping the Plot 