Monday, April 06, 2009

Fascinating, gabbing on.

Whoa, rein in that pun, all will become clear.

These are the five rows of spuds I did on Friday night, with my Land Rover lurking in the background.


Since then I have put three more in on the side nearest the camera.





This little Vegopolis is Terry's plot, he has set to with a vengance and some wood working tools.


Immaculate doesn't really do it justice. Hat off to you chap.









Medieval warfare used Gabions and Fascines to safely approach castles.

The Sappers would sap their way up to the wall of the castle using Gabions (woven wicker baskets), Fascines ( bundles of timber) and a trench. Aim across the approach to the castle at say 45 degrees and out of gun or bow shot start a trench, put a wicker basket ahead of where you are stood digging and on the side of the trench nearest the castle, chuck the spoil into the basket, reinforce or top with bundles of timber. At a sensible point, turn and go the other way, zig-zagging your way up to the walls behind your earth filled shield. Once close enough the Sappers could hand over to the Miners who would dig and undermine the wall, or in later years to the Gunners with a seige weapon to blow the walls down, a short range massive gun.
Not having a Castle to defeat on my allotments this may seem a diversionary flight of fancy, but here is one of my latter day gabions seen from the bottom.
Here I use the removed lid of one barrell as a template for the hole.


This is todays work this one, the last in the wall.









Here it sits in the almost ready hole in the bank.













Now a trial fit.

It needed several of these to get the fit just right.


Then the spoil heap behind the template/lid goes back in after a good layer of rotted woodchip.




A shot of the last layer of wood chip.














Finally a bag of Homebase screend topsoil per barrell.



And in this one five new strawberyy plants.








After the Haynes manual on medieval warfare as adapted to allotments.

I moved into the fruit terrace and roughly turned the ground between the blackcurrents and the firts raspberry row and between that and the next row, distributing seven bags of very fresh horse manure and three wheelbarrow loads of composted woodchip as a surface mulch over the clods. Hopefully the worms and weather will work it in.

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