I haven’t blogged as much this year, neither writing nor reading. I can hardly say it’s because of my busy social life, though in some ways it is. For example, the world has opened up in as far I’ve been able to attend all manner of talks, albeit online.
However, I’ve also been less focussed on the garden this year. It’s been far more about compost, as I really really need to improve the soil.
The sum total of the amount of money I saved by eating the produce grown in the back garden is approx £107 this year. I can’t rightly remember the figure for 2019 but this year is definitely no better. Admittedly, the biggest producing apple tree decided to have a year off, so hopefully there will be a bumper crop next year.
One thing I am particularly glad of this year is exploring the great outdoors with my daughter and friends. Today, I showed a friend how to walk from Woodlesford Lock up to Skelton Lake Service Station at J45 of the M1.
The service station is, well, a service station, though it does have a good section selling Yorkshire produce. This may be a bit of greenwashing but if I was desperate for non-supermarket organic milk, at least I could get some there! It’s also only about twenty minutes’ walk to Temple Newsam, which used to be a favourite place to meet up with friends when my daughter was small. Shame I’m allergic to the birds at the pretend farm.
Anyway, we didn’t go as far as Temple Newsam today. No doubt it would have been heaving – the walk from the lock up to the service station was busy enough. With it being such a crisp, sunny morning, how could anyone resist?
Anyway, I feel that 2020 is ending well for me. I hope you feel equally positive and are looking forward to 2021 with the hope of the end of the thing I’ve been trying to avoid mentioning in this post.
* Margaret Macmillan, Historian, on PM, BBC Radio Four, 31 December 2020