We got a proper glimpse for the first time into the intriguing world of pigeon keeping at the weekend. The owner of the loft which backs onto our plot has been painting his sheds, necessitating the removal of part of our fence. This is fine, and I strongly suspect that they'll return to a better state of health than that in which they found it. It was an excellent excuse to invite ourselves for a look round their lofts and to find out a bit about how the whole murkily intriguing pigeon game operates.
The weird looking bugger at the top of this post was, if I remember right, 3 weeks old, and being kept in a part of the shed with its parents, who'll feed it by regurgitating their feed. You can put eggs from a number of pigeons under a broody female, the trick being to get them under at the same time. This is done by collecting eggs from various females then getting them all under the broody bird together. Takes me back to our days keeping hens at home when we were kids.
This bird is 7-8 weeks old and still showing some of its downy feathers around the head, but will be ready to take to the wing in another week or two. It will then be slowly allowed longer out of the sheds, and eventually taken on training flights, and then put into competitions.
The guys talked about three levels of competition, those being across our site, then across the local Federation, and then between Federations, which is basically the Champions League of pigeon racing. Just imagine winning one of them! Races go from as short as about 70 miles to far enough away to require a hop across the channel.
|Two worlds collide, from across a knackered fence|
Apart from being super interesting, it was lovely to talk to more of our neighbours and to have reaffirmed once again what a fantastically friendly site this continues to seem to be. If you're reading this and thinking about getting an allotment anywhere in Newcastle, then seriously, Benwell comes highly recommended.
We didn't spend the whole afternoon eyeing up the birds next door, as there was some weeding to do and planting out of leeks and beetroot seedlings to attend to.
|Garlic and onions on the left; freshly turned section awaiting the leeks on the right|
|The pride of lady with leeks|
|Neatly trimmed roots, ready to go in|
|(L-R) Broad beans, chard, climbing beans|
Elsewhere, the denizens of themixed bed of beans and chard have recovered from the shock of being planted out and are starting to put on some growth. Hurrah!
The onions are beginning to tumesce very nicely, and mercifully few of them have tried to go to seed so far. A few more weeks and these might even be food.
Finally, some excellent news from the world of shrubs and trees...
Despite taking a bit of a hammering from the greenfly, our plum tree looks like it might be fruiting for the first time in its life. We dug it up when we moved allotments and it may be on the verge of rewarding us. Exciting!
It's looking like being a bumper year for our one gooseberry bush, as the green-veined beaties that it pushes out into the world take on a bit of mass.
Thanks in large part of Kasia's mum, and also the fact that it is such a manageable size, the plot is looking spick and span. If you're thinking of doing any growing then heed these words; do less than you think you need, but do it better than you think you can. Personally I find the sense of satisfaction that comes from keeping a small plot productive and tidy a whole lot better for ones mental state than fretting about whether you've got enough time to attack even the worst of the weeds on a huge site. Such is the lesson we have learned. Oh, and if you can get onto a plot near pigeon lofts, do it. You'll never be short of an interesting chat with the neighbors.