KW-12 In which The Pirate Ben gets a new name.

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Nothing in the garden ever goes quite as expected - what with weather and all that - but last week was fully not what was planned.

In last week’s newsletter, Of Saints and Pigs, I made the ludicrous claim that I would be digging the potager all week. Because the ground was drying out. Well, it was. And last week, we had one day of sunshine, two of rain, three of freezing fog and one of locusts.¹ The ground may have been drying out, but it’s pretty damn sodden again now.

So I built a mushroom field.

it was around this point that I realised 16m2 of mushroom field may be excessive. I was initially planning on making two of them.

You may know my thoughts about “no dig”. I’m not a fan. But, one of the best ways to grow mushrooms has remarkable similarities to what those lazy-arse spade-shy perma-lot do. So I did that.

I also chopped a lot of wood. Like, a lot, but that’s hardly news. I chop wood when there is…