The Raspberries Are In and Other Things

Yes, the title says it all. I got my Polka raspberries in last weekend, beneath a beautifully blue sky. I’m ashamed to say that although Stephen at Victoriana Nursery Gardens sent through a very informative leaflet about caring for my raspberry canes, I have a feeling that it may have be sabotaged by my bunnies. They like to eat papery things, and I fear it has fallen victim to the nibbly nibblers.

So Stephen, if you’re out there – I’ve got my raspberries in, but what do I do now?! I have a bag of wood ash that I was going to sprinkle around the roots, and I need to water them a bit more thoroughly I think. We have well-draining soil so hopefully they should do OK. I have visions of fat juicy raspberries making it into fresh summer desserts, brought out of the freezer for rich autumn crumbles, and preserved for rich fruit jams over winter. That’s if I’ve planted them in properly. I just need… reassurance. I’m a complete novice when it comes to soft fruit.

I also went a bit mad over last weekend and bought a telescopic pruner with a proper pruning saw. I set about hacking the last of the big hedges down, and started on the fruit trees. Our crab apple, bless it, was looking a bit worse for wear. It had massive branches that had been weighed down and half snapped by a bumper harvest a couple of years ago. Since I’ve been at it with the pruning saw it looks a bit… well… different. It’s OK. I’ll see how it goes. The birds sat around and looked on, probably wondering what on earth the human with the big long metal arms was doing to their trees.

Really I need a tree surgeon in. We have three trees that are reaching colossal heights – almost as tall as the houses that we wanted to screen ourselves from. The telescopic pruners are only useful if we can get our hands on a tall ladder, but even then I think it’s a bit precarious. And let’s face it, by looking at my pruning picture and my shoddy work, you can tell I’m no expert at tree pruning either. No, it’s a bit of an art in itself and I either need a very tall ladder and a book, or someone who knows what they’re doing. Either way, it’s more money. Always more money.

But I’m still impressed I’ve managed to tick two things off my list – ‘plant raspberries’ and ‘plant garlic’ (yes, I did!). Rich even spent a backbreaking day and a half digging out (and by digging out, we mean putting the spade in a few inches into soil and rubble) his asparagus bed. He’s boarded the edges and mixed in well rotted manure, and is ready to put in his asparagus – ‘Connover’s Colossal‘ and ‘Purple Giant’. I have a feeling we’re a bit late, as per usual, but what the hell. We’ve got to wait a couple of years at least until we can sample the delights of these plants anyway. That’s if Rich can stop the cats using his asparagus bed as a toxic poo dumping ground for that long. I see him hanging out of the house windows warning them off as they eye up the rich, crumbly, soft soil. I can’t help but snigger.

This weekend, however, I have more plans.

Aside from getting the onions in, I wanted to get a straw bale into my greenhouse and start planting some strawberries in the greenhouse. I think I’m going to experiment this year and see just how many different plants I can bung into one straw bale – strawberries, peppers, It’s a Smallest Smallholding space-saving experiment that will probably F-A-I-L, but I’m tempted to give it a go. I’ll get the bale in first and report as I get going with it.

And for those of you that are interested, my new job seems to be going very well, thanks very much. It’s quite a varied role so far, which is always welcome, and the three day weeks working in an office are AMAZING. For instance, this week I did my Mon-Weds in an office full with a pretty positive and creative atmosphere. I’m using about a quarter of the petrol to get to work, and my average commute time is 25 minutes.

I then worked on my own stuff at my own pace yesterday (Thurs) – took time out to make sure my back wasn’t crumpling – and the same again today. The pains in my back, neck and chest are subsiding. I’m getting more sleep. I’ve got the time and inclination to exercise. And I chose to work my butt off for the last two days because the weather was bad. If it’d been nice, I would have moved my work around. Simple. Flexible. GOOD!

Although, I did have a very minor breakdown a couple of nights ago that involved lots of swearing, crying and mascara smudging. I don’t know where it came from. I suppose I must have been quite tired. It was a sort of a blip of a post-quarter life crisis. Mainly frustration at my freelance work and my usual feelings of inadequacy, competitiveness, failing the high expectations of myself etc etc. It all sounds so rubbish when I write it down. But sometimes I just feel like I work and work and work, and get nowhere, or at least I’m not edging too far forward in getting the work that I *want*. I was told throughout my school career that I could do whatever I wanted, but I never really knew what I wanted to do. But in my teenage ignorance, I always imagined I’d be a success, because school was quite easy, and I was constantly told as much. But success at school and exams and success in real life are completely different beasts.

And things have turned out very different for me. I’m not where I want to be in terms of my career at all. I feel as though I’m trailing and too far down that blasted ‘career ladder’.  Only in the last few years, or even months, have I really discovered the direction that I’d like to go in, and started to believe I can do it. But I guess I’ll just have to be a bit smarter about things, and a bit more go-getting. Stop sitting around weeping about it. Make sure my “bread and butter” work doesn’t become my only work and just go for it.

It’s hard. All this working for yourself lark. I need to sit down and strategise and keep motivated. But I also need to see results this year. I knew when I set out this year that I wanted to achieve quite a lot, but it’s proving quite difficult, especially as the house is crumbling down around my ears, my Smallest Smallholding demands a lot of my time, and I’m trying to take time *out* to exercise and keep healthy… but nobody said it was going to be easy, did they?

At least I got my raspberries in last weekend.

Weight: 11 stones 1lb (watch it go down next week, just you watch!)

Comments

  1. Lucy, If I were as hard on myself as you seem to be, I would have been found swinging from my overgrown apple tree some years ago. Live for the moment – the dawn chorus, the shooting buds, birds building nests. Chaos will still be there, probably always! Celebrate your success and sod what hasn’t been done. As for your career, the harder it is to get ‘there’ (wherever that is) the sweeter the taste when you arrive – honestly!

  2. Lucy, to stop cats crapping in the asparagus bed the easiest thing to do is simply put cut-off bits of twiggy branch (from your tree-lopping) on the bed. Cats hate negotiating pointy things to have a crap (who doesn’t!?!?)

    The expensive solution is the Scarecrow, which really works. It solved my cat-crapping problem overnight (Jeez, I sound like an advert for the company).

  3. I understand where you are coming from. Every few years I have a mini breakdown similar to what to what you experienced. The last one was a realisation I wasn’t on the right track and not knowing really what the right track was. I suddenly knew I was going in the wrong direction and would have to turn back and go down another path. All the effort hadn’t worked. Very distressing.

    The way I figure it, I have no true North. I love doing too many things, but I know those things have to keep my interest, pay me, help me develop as a human and allow me to keep my weaknesses in check. If they satisfy all four I do them.

    Glad you got your raspberries and garlic in!

  4. Hi Lucy, just something on what you said about, and I quote; “But success at school and exams and success in real life are completely different beasts”. I so totally agree with you!
    What happens at school, what we are taught at school and life ‘out there’ are so completely different, it’s almost unbelievable.
    There’s no comparison. Son is a first year student and the changes from last year to now are eons apart. Fortunately he took it on reasonably successful, but as you say, ‘different beasts’ all together. I know you have what it takes to ‘get there’, wherever it may be and crossing fingers for it to happen soon.

    Regarding your smallholding, you do what you can and want, it will also work out in the end. You must just enjoy doing it.

  5. Hi, keeping going I’m sure it will all fall into place for you soon. I agree with you school and real life are completely different. They should focus more time when you’re at school on the world ‘out there’ as opposed to exams etc.

  6. Cat Repeller says

    Hi Lucy,

    All I can say is that I seem to be in a similar position to in the way that your trying make things happen for yourself. At the minute I’m so feed up with my work but every now and then things happen for me which keep me going. Nothing is easy but if you keep at it one day it will pay off for you. That’s what I tell myself anyway.

    Like damo said, I’m sure things will happen soon, Keep up the good work. 🙂

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