My wife has an allotment. Through it I have grown acquainted with the plant from hell. After 7 or 8 years battling with the stuff, I've reached the conclusion the only way to deal with it is to hire a digger and scrape the top 8 or so inches of earth off the entire plot. I don't suppose I'll ever get around to it, and if I did I expect I'd have to do it under cover of darkness (and then probably leave home). I once read that survivors of a nuclear war would include bees, ants and cockroaches. I bet the author didn't have an allotment.
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