Then who wants to risk eating one of these?

Not me. Prehensile tongue, anyone? Or should that be prehensile tongs?
Then who wants to risk eating one of these?

Not me. Prehensile tongue, anyone? Or should that be prehensile tongs?
… when you have over 100 years of combined tool-collecting in one place.


Honestly, I’m really not sure where they all came from. Some are mine, some are my father-in-law’s, some possibly came from my mother-in-law’s brother and so on. I’ve not even included the lump hammers and sledgehammers. I think it’s probably fair to say though that if I have something that needs hitting, I probably have the tool to do it.
Up, down, top, bottom, strange, charm and…

I came across the polycrub concept a few years back. It’s not hard to find examples on the interwebs, but simply put it’s a very robust and better insulated version of a polytunnel, originally developed for use on Shetland as far as I recall. It looks ideally-suited to windy environments, and the insulation should make it warmer than a greenhouse or polytunnel. In fact you’d probably get the area of a polytunnel with more warmth than a greenhouse for a price somewhere between the two.
To test the viability of using it for housing chickens when required by bird ‘flu regulations I bought a cheap, nasty polytunnel from that online river place. I’m sure I’ve written about it before. It turned out to be really quite poor. After the idea had been washing around my brain for a while I decided that I could possibly turn it into my own version of a polycrub.
I started with some old scaffold boards and fixed them to stakes hammered into the ground to provide a level top edge that the original frame could rest on.


Then I started covering the top with sheets of 4mm twinwall polycarbonate sheeting. The original polycrub designs appear to use much thicker sheeting, but mine is smaller and I needed it to bend nicely over the curve of the tunnel. I also had to fix wooden battens to the outside of the frame so that the sheets could be screwed to them, but that did actually help to stiffen the frame slightly.





I didn’t initially have a good plan for how I was going to do the ends. I want some vents to allow air to circulate and I want a door in at least one end, so for the time being I cut the end walls off the original cover and fixed them back to the frame.


I even started planting out inside before it was even finished 😀
Oh deary me. Does no-one use a proof-reader any more?

These are freshly-cut logs waiting to be impregnated with mushroom spawn. My first “vegetable”-growing experiment for this year. I have dowel spawn on order for Shiitake and Summer Oyster mushrooms which should arrive later this week. I can’t wait to get started 😀

At 4:27pm, apparently. Less than ten minutes after the Sun had set.

Our New Year’s Eve post saw the arrival of the majority of the seeds for vegetables that I want to grow this year. As my vegetable plot expands (pretty much every year, it seems 🙂 I’m finding that I need to be more and more organised about sowing and planting out. As seeds arrive therefore, I’m making up a calendar and writing out a sowing/planting guide. So far the calendar looks a bit like this:

I still have a few items to add and there are perhaps another half-dozen packets of seed that I’m waiting for, but I’m probably going to start sowing hardy stuff (some mustard leaves for salads and perhaps a few pea plants for shoots) this weekend and need to get cracking.
It’s no secret that a significant number of people, even in “first world” countries, are struggling to feed themselves or having to make choices between buying food or heating their homes, or even feeding their children instead of themselves. I can’t help feeling really quite disturbed therefore by articles in the news such as this:
or, a few months previously:
I appreciate that these events are considered “traditional”, though I think a tradition that barely spans one person’s lifetime is arguably nothing of the sort, and that they may bring a certain amount of pleasure to the participants which might contribute to their mental well-being, but the waste of food surely can’t be a positive thing? Even if it is food that could no longer be sold for some reason, shouldn’t ways have been found to make it available to people who would benefit from it before that happened?
What feels even worse is that there are even tours specifically to go to watch these events, meaning that there are people in the world who are willing to pay to watch food be “wasted” rather than having it feed those in need of it. That seems a pretty crazy world to me.
Well, it’s been quite some time since I last wrote anything. The second half of 2024 turned out to be exceptionally busy and then 2025 turned into the year from hell. More of that another time, perhaps. Quite a few times, possibly.
But for now to help with retaining my sanity, I’m going to try to get things back on track and we’ll see how it goes. I’ll also try to catch up with some of the less distressing stuff that has happened in the last eighteen months.