|River Cottage in Dorset UK|
Then I could have chooks!
We built the house we currently live in 11 years ago. It's smack bang in the middle of other houses, and although we have the beautiful Swan River only metres away, it's still suburbia. To make my position worse, we live on a battle axe block next to, and I mean right next to, the train line. We have neighbours on every side, including the front. Now I know this is perfectly normal, and in fact we are lucky as the house at the back of us is on an acre of land and has huge, bushy gardens, but its still suburbia. And I am still a country girl.
When I sit out the front yard I hear every word and movement of 2 neighbours. If I sit out the side I can hear the side neighbour flush his toilet. Really, the only place it is remotely peaceful is the side where the trains are ... and that's only for 15 minutes between trains! I long, and yearn for my country retreat. But in the meantime I try and have a little farm here. Well sort of.
We can't have chickens because:
- Every square cm of the yard is being used or is paved/concreted
- I want to free range them and they will poo on the doormats (even when we had 26 acres and I let the girls out, they would still come and poo on the doormats - what's with that?)
- We have a border collie that will round them up 24hrs a day
- There just isn't the room!
- The neighbours on the side where we could squeeze a chicken pen have their entertaining area there and she is terrified that chooks will bring snakes.
- The only spaces available are also walkways - and racing tracks for the dog
- I tried once to have a patch and it got run over by the dog, the cat used it as a loo, the dog thought that's a good idea and also used it as a loo, the couch came in and took over - fertilised by cat/dog manure.
- I asked Mr K if we could dig up our lawn and put in raised garden beds - apparently that was an affront to every red blooded Aussie male - to mess with his lawn
- For the past 5 years I have grown vege in pots - lots and lots of pots. It cost me a fortune in pots, potting mix, Thrive and water. Each tomato (although yummy) cost us $57! (approx!)
- I begged Mr K again to build me a raised bed, one I could keep pets off, grass out of and large enough not to dry out. The colourbond sheets and timber are still sitting on the ground, no doubt now home to a family of dugites.
- I NEED to grow things in real soil and worm castings and sheep poo. It's like breathing to me.
I take out a mortgage today to pay for them! Cost of tomatoes has just gone up to $90 each.