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plan for a child's garden LIFE 51-05-21

war garden 572war garden 572 Posts: 664
edited April 2023 in Fruit & veg
plan for a child's garden LIFE magazine 1951-05-21

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  • wild edgeswild edges Posts: 10,497
    Where's the sand pit?
    If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
  • CeresCeres Posts: 2,698
    Where's the fun? I know it was just after the war and rationing was still in place but this is desperate stuff.
  • war garden 572war garden 572 Posts: 664
    edited April 2023

    wild edges  sandboxes were not aa thing till 1960's
  • DovefromaboveDovefromabove Posts: 88,147
    That’s odd … we in the UK must’ve been ahead of you across the pond, cos I had one in 1953 … and my mother and her siblings had one 26 years before that 🤔 

    Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.





  • BenCottoBenCotto Posts: 4,718
    My neighbour had one in the 1950s. I was envious.
    Rutland, England
  • CeresCeres Posts: 2,698
    I had a sandpit in the 1950s.
  • war garden 572war garden 572 Posts: 664
    they were not popular till 1960's they existed before that. 
  • war garden 572war garden 572 Posts: 664
    funny no one saw fit comment on the garden plan itself 
  • BenCottoBenCotto Posts: 4,718
    war garden 572 said:
    funny no one saw fit comment on the garden plan itself 
    If you really want a comment I thought it was uninspiring. There was no sense of fun and pity the poor child ending up with 20 lettuces and 50 beetroots. Perhaps they could have added broccoli to the mix as well; that would have resulted in even greater disappointment.
    Rutland, England
  • BenCottoBenCotto Posts: 4,718
    “ These days, any public sandpit would be filled with used nitrous oxide canisters, condoms and dog turd bags”

    I remember hitch-hiking home from Greece in the early 1970s. We got stuck for the night in a service station near Bologna so put our sleeping bags in the sand pit in the playground. I recall rats scampering over us and, around 3.00 am, being awoken by a coachload of young children who came whooping out of the coach and made a beeline for the play park. 
    Rutland, England
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