🥔Everyone says "grow potatoes in buckets" but nobody tells you how many to actually put in. I tried it — half plot, weedy beds and all. Bucket potatoes — burlap sack of Charlotte with one red — 1 per 30L bucket wins, Tonbridge Here's what I actually did on Plot 20B: Buckets I used — 30L builders buckets from Wickes, drilled 5 holes in bottom for drainage. No fancy potato bags. Compost was half garden compost, half cheap bagged stuff, plus a handful of blood fish and bone. Va

The story of eleven cups of tea 1963 on Knoll Rise. Winter 1963, Knoll Rise, Orpington — Dad front row centre without his cap (he'd given it to me), me as a 12-year-old in the duffle coat, and the other ten blokes with shovels and eleven steaming mugs of tea. No machinery, just snow shovels People talk about the winter of 1963, but I remember it for a different reason. My dad was on the dole at the time. Then the snow came. Not just a bit of snow either. The sort that stopped

🍂 Forget folklore — "lots of berries means hard winter" — nah. But nature DOES tell you winter is on its way, and you don't need an app to see it. You just need to look up from weeding. Here's what I've actually noticed in Tonbridge, half plot, heavy clay, weedy beds and all. Here are 10 signs winter is coming I've actually noticed in Tonbridge on Plot 20B. 1. Trees Chucking Their Leaves Autumn trees chucking leaves on the path — Tonbridge, clay Daylight drops, trees think "