sitting in my fathers shed on the alloment eating the gooseberries e.t.c and shelling peas.The smell of earthy tools and dirt and having that cup of tea made on a little stove.
Well my grandad wasnt interested in gardening whatsoever, but when i was young i used to go and play in the mud and could often be found climbing the compost heap, digging for worms and watching them riggle in my hand after finding them.
It was on the pot hole filled path along the middle of the allotment site that i first rode my bike without stablisers when i guess i was 4 or 5, i recall shouting at my dad not to let go (he wa supposed to be holding the seat) only to look round and see him miles behind having already let go and me triumphantly riding without them, upon turning round i lost control and ended up in someone elses allotment plot.
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sitting in my fathers shed on the alloment eating the gooseberries e.t.c and shelling peas.The smell of earthy tools and dirt and having that cup of tea made on a little stove.
Ha, One of my dads cousins (he had a lot) still tells the tale of when my dad ate his Grandads Prize Goosegog, that he was saving for the show.....
He still likes gooseberries. But he prefers it that I grow them and pick them, and he eats them. (raw, and often dipped in a bowl of sugar)
Well my grandad wasnt interested in gardening whatsoever, but when i was young i used to go and play in the mud and could often be found climbing the compost heap, digging for worms and watching them riggle in my hand after finding them.
It was on the pot hole filled path along the middle of the allotment site that i first rode my bike without stablisers when i guess i was 4 or 5, i recall shouting at my dad not to let go (he wa supposed to be holding the seat) only to look round and see him miles behind having already let go and me triumphantly riding without them, upon turning round i lost control and ended up in someone elses allotment plot.
I have my father -in laws gardening tools and they still work fine ,must 50 years old plus ,will try to photo after the storm.
I'm a granddad & this is my shed......or one of them at least.
Sure, my spade & fork.....bought in 1961 and still going strong.
im a grandad and tis is my shed