trees
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Bring Me your Lost and Lonely
A couple of years after I started work on my amateur orchard, East Lindsey District Council decided to copy me but to do it bigger and, in all fairness, better. In the summer of 2021, they announced a series of community orchards to be planted across the district. The initial tranche of ten included three… Continue reading
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This Time we Have a Map
The next tree on my hit list is one my dad told me about last year but which I hitherto considered too far to bother with on account of it being nowhere near a bus stop. I should perhaps have tested the fruit before deciding to grow another version of it but it’s too late… Continue reading
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First Trip of Spring
On the wall of what I call my office, but is really just a spare bedroom with ideas above its station, I have a map of the local area. It’s actually two 1:25,000 Ordnance Survey Explorer maps blue tacked together so that they nearly match up. I add a coloured pin any time I find… Continue reading
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A Bird Both Mundane and Mystical
Last weekend I was due to attend a pruning workshop held by the National Trust over in Styal, Cheshire. The trip would have involved getting up at 5am, taking a taxi to Grimsby in time for the first train heading west and then a two mile forced march to make the start time. And then… Continue reading
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Crab Apple Elegy
Quit your griping. I know my placeNeglected rosy stepchildToo generous for respectToo tart for loveBut come back when your horny trees are yearningWhen blossom proper’s long since goneAye, that’s me. I’ll still be here.Don’t forget to tip your waiter. Ok, fair enough; I’m not much of a poet but someone should write poetry about crab… Continue reading
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New Life by an Old River
My dream has always been to find apple trees in the wild and to transplant them somehow into my orchard near Louth. It would be nice to find a variety thought lost but the chances are remote and these days I’d be happy just to add a tree I think looks nice. There’s one near… Continue reading
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A New False Dawn
Writer’s note: this post is a summary of all the nonsense that has gone before. Don’t waste precious time reading it if you’ve been around for a while. Some years ago, my dad took early retirement from the offices of the local district council with a decent lump sum and, I think it’s fair to… Continue reading
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The Green Man and Me
I’ve told a lot of people about this blog and my orchard over the last few years, always pretending to protest that they won’t be interested but secretly desperate to bang on about my passion project. Normally, what happens after I’ve explained the vagaries of finding trees in the wild is that they smile and… Continue reading
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A Sort of Homecoming
It’s been a while since I last visited my orchard. Maybe a double while, if that’s a thing. Back in the cold, dark days of January last year I went a-wassailing round the trees with a friend of mine but instead of blogging about it I sent it off to The Poacher magazine and braced… Continue reading
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Tree Story
Last Autumn, I left behind the bright lights and bustling streets of Lincoln and moved back to Louth, the Wolds market town where I took my first half-hearted steps towards adulthood. When I moved into my new house I found a suspicious looking plant in the back garden, hiding behind a bush as if it… Continue reading
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About Me
I’ve been writing about orchards and Lincolnshire heritage apples for over five years and still don’t know my arse from my elbow. This blog is supposed to be an almost humorous record of my attempts to raise apple trees in a field just outside Louth. Mrs Toogood is just one of the lost varieties I probably won’t find.
The Appeal of Mrs Toogood 