To the right of the laptop is a blue mug from the pottery attached to Aylesford Priory.
Reflected in the laptop screen is the curtain hanging across the shed door (greenhouse shading).
Behind the laptop is a wooden wall with insulation attached (bubble wrap).
The insulated wooden wall belongs to the shed at the allotment.
Inside this outside I made this growing space. An obelisk, inside a circle, inside a circle, inside a square. Beans. Chives. Radish seeds. Basil seeds. Nasturtium seeds.
Next to this, a patch of cabbages.
And in the midst of all this, I’ve resurrected my novel Flint & Feather. It had been stalled, frozen. What I mean is, it needed digging, weeding, planting, watering, feeding. Et cetera. In other words, like all the growing things at the allotment, it needed love.
And its tools. Seeds. String. Spanner. Staplers. Secateurs.
All you need to resurrect a novel.
An allotment. It’s not just about growing fruits and veggies.