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What did you write about this weather not lasting? Within five days of the temperature being a steady 21 degrees and me struggling to keep the seeds in the packet we had a foot of snow with all the roads closed. The poor farmers up the dale had it so bad that one lost 60 ewes, all heavily pregnant, in the drifts. We were in the highlands of Scotland at the time and thought it pretty amazing when we saw a dusting of powdery snow on the Cuillins on Skye, little realising how bad they were having it here.
Unfortunately we had another surprise waiting for us when we got home after a 9 hour drive. We’d just unpeeled ourselves from the seats glad to have survived the journey without having a major domestic when one of my neighbours rushed over in tears saying that we’d had some vandals on the allotment. Eve and I went down to find the new rabbit proof fencing on the ground, the compost bins (and compost) strewn around and the new polytunnel which Andy and I had just recovered only two weekends ago at great cost smashed in, the door splintered, the plastic slashed and all my precious seeds strewn around. I was too angry even to cry but that night, at 4am, got up and paced the floor and thought, “Sod it, it’s not worth it anymore. If it’s not rabbits, it’s vandals.”
But I soon changed. I’ve already planted garlic, salad, and broad beans; the chives, sorrel, rhubarb and chard are all sprouting; the wallflowers, violets and scented narcissi are up and my kitchen is full of seedlings. How could I give up? So today, Easter Monday when I was hoping to plant potatoes and do some sowing, Andy and I went and cleared up the damage, with huge hangovers I might add having had 13 guests for Easter Sunday lunch!
So by 6 o’clock all was restored and our neighbours came round and commiserated with us, much gossip was swapped the best of all being this. The 4 lads (actually they were about 19 and old enough to know better) had been drinking all Friday night and had come and smashed up the allotment at 9am Saturday morning. Despite 3 phonecalls to the police no-one came until the ringleader was caught walking through our village stark naked with only a pair of boots on. He was arrested and the other three were rounded up in the village shop after going on the rampage. The entire village is agog.
So – Allotmenteers 1 – Drunken Chavs Nil. Result.