Frank Spencer at the allotments

I went to the allotment today to assemble a small cage I purchased to keep the pigeons off the vegetables. I bought what I thought was an easy click-together frame but when I pulled it out I discovered screws and I hadn’t taken a screwdriver with me. Who carries a screwdriver around with them? I got increasingly frustrated slotting poles together only to see them fall out again as soon as I let go. At one point I had it in one piece but upside-down and when I tried to right it everything fell apart again. It was like an episode of Some Mothers Do ‘Ave ‘Em but with me playing the part of Frank Spencer.

Just when I was about to give up, Graeme, another plot-holder, came to the rescue and helped me put it together. Graeme had a screwdriver. Here’s the end result.


Thank you, Graeme. I couldn’t have done it without you. Here’s Graeme with his newly harvested potatoes.


My slug beer traps have been very effective. Here are the slugs I’ve caught in one week.


5 responses to “Frank Spencer at the allotments”

  1. Hilarious! At least you got there at the end. I got as far as Path and Lawn Weedkillers today. Weeds are my biggest problem in the garden, slugs are in the house!

  2. That looks very posh. My brassica cage is a load of rusty iron bars (inherited from the previous plot-owner) and some bamboo canes jerry-rigged with some netting thrown over it. It does seem to work though. I’ve also made a fruit cage from an old clothes drier “liberated” from a skip.

    Seems slightly early to be harvesting potatoes, still I’m sure he knows what he’s doing. My first earlies are still in the ground ….

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