It is coming up to our first year in the meadow down at St John's Church on Auckland Road and we can't quite believe how time has flown! The space feels so lived in now, and a structure is there, whether plants are blooming in it or not. The three big beds are now ticking over with green manures, onions and winter salad / greens. We can now sit back and think about our successes and dare I say it failures over the last 9 months.
By Lou Yates
It is coming up to our first year in the meadow down at St John's Church on Auckland Road and we can't quite believe how time has flown! The space feels so lived in now, and a structure is there, whether plants are blooming in it or not. The three big beds are now ticking over with green manures, onions and winter salad / greens. We can now sit back and think about our successes and dare I say it failures over the last 9 months. By Kalina Palka Gratified that my first attempts at edible growing occasionally produce a surplus, and not wanting it to go to waste, I popped into the Market today. There I bump into Mehul and Sarah, have a chat, cover off some CPTT business (much more effectively than by email) - then am distracted by the sight of a bunch of toddlers with rubber gloves on their feet, doing the Quack Quack song. Hilarious and heart-warming in equal measure - they're all so delicious, I want to scoop them up and eat them (like all the other produce at the market!) By Anna Sayburn After all the weeding and watering, it was time to see the fruits of our labours. I’ve been joining Clare, Robin, Charlotte, Rochelle and others for Friday Farming, where we harvest the crops from the Patchwork Farm gardens and prepare them to be sold at the Saturday morning Crystal Palace Food Market. Secateurs in hand, we cut bunches of fragrant herbs from Tudor Road to be sold in bundles - lavender, rosemary, thyme and oregano - and pick the lettuce and rocket leaves from the salad patch. The market salad is a thing of beauty, with colourful edible flowers brightening up the varied leaves, chives and fennel fronds. By Rachel Chance
I will never forget my friend Justin giving me a copy of No Logo to read. It was in my second year at university, and suddenly here was the young activist’s bible. I must admit that even though Justin gave me the book in my second year, I only finished it 3 years later in 2002 while on my travels around South East Asia. Why? Perhaps because there was no telly in the jungle. |
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