It's the first time we've had one and, if any future house lacks a decent garden, I would have one again. Our Suffolk allotment has been a joy, not least because, after the thin soils of the Highlands of Scotland, we had the pleasure of soil which was as easy to work as soft butter.
Our allotment produced a good range of crops and in such amounts that they helped us to make friends with our neighbours by giving away our surplus. Further, because we had an extra freezer in the garage, and because Gill enjoys making jams, our produce lasted us through the winter and well into the new season.
We will leave with happy memories of working it but even happier ones of sitting in the warm sunshine beside our dilapidated hut chatting with neighbouring allotment holders, watching the insects and birds, and finding a little peace.
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