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    I was reading up on just some random stuff last night and on one page I read it said people who dont watch much or any tv usually start gardening and growing veg etc, they also become more frugal and find uses for most items they see. I know I do, people often only see my feet poking out of the top of a skip lol. How bout you? x
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    My mum and dad always enjoyed doing their garden (suburban semi) while I was growing up, but I didn't take much interest once I was beyond 6 or 7 years old.

    But obviously something sunk in, because when I got access to a garden of my own it was natural to start growing stuff ... and I found I enjoyed it too.
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    • #3
      I don't really know what got me into gardening, but one of my funniest memories was proudly showing my Dad my homegrown spuds. I even dug them out myself! He said he would try them with a bit of salt raw? I didn't realise he thought they were radish

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      • #4
        That's an easy one.

        A guilt trip from watching KCN do just about all the work herself last year
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        • #5
          Helping my grandfather on his allotment, many years before anyone had a TV

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          • #6
            My father had a huge garden of veg, and a bit of land over the road his 'allotment' which was land he nicked off the farmer.
            very happy memories of those times.... back then we only had 4 tv channels!!
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            • #7
              My parents were form the country, so Dad always had a massive garden and fruit trees even in sydney. Mum grew some shrubs as she didn't have much time with 3 young kids and no family. I remember standing around in the chook yard eating those little yellow and red plums with a friend from down the road. We wouldn't be hungry for dinner then
              I always liked growing some flowers and shrubs. But when the boys were little tried some tomatoes. When we moved down here we got into growing veg (for the rabbits to eat). After a couple of bad grasshopper years we gave up.
              But the last few years all the kids are really interested in eating healthy food, and I'm off chemicals, so we are going from strength to strength each year. Tis good as it makes you think more about what you are putting into your food, before you put your food into your mouth.

              And it makes us and the horses more creative - we try to keep them out, and they try to get in! Very good for the competitive edge you know!
              Ali

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              • #8
                My great-grandfather was a gardener at Glamis Castle and then got his own nursery. Both grandfathers had an allotment and dad has always grown his own, so it's in the genes I think.
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                • #9
                  My Mum and Nan had an allotment in WW2 and some of my earliest memories are down there in the late 40s and early 50s. I can remember picking tomatoes in the greenhouse, and had my photo in the local paper aged 4 hand feeding a baby fox that used to come on the scrounge when he heard us come.
                  That's me down the lottie as a babe in arms in my forum photo.
                  Roger
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                  • #10
                    My Uncle had an allotment and one of my brothers caught the bug and got his own. He gave me a load of large herb plants and it took off from there.
                    Granny on the Game in Sheffield

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                    • #11
                      My dad is VERY into growing your own so its from him really. And it defiantly make you very frugal i am gathering masses of useful clutter.

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                      • #12
                        My grandad used to look after the veg patch at the bottomp of our garden when I was little, and I was eventually given my own little patch, and a corner of the greenhouse to grow my favourite cucumbers. When I hit my teens I lost interest for a while, but as soon as I had my own garden I got the bug again, although mainly for flowers to begin with. Then we got a bigger garden and I turned a couple of borders over to veg, and then put my name down for an allotment 20 years since I got my first garden, 10 years since I went back to veg growing.

                        And I very rarely watch TV, but that's because my spare time is taken up here, and studying.

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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by Martin H View Post
                          My mum and dad always enjoyed doing their garden (suburban semi) while I was growing up, but I didn't take much interest once I was beyond 6 or 7 years old.

                          But obviously something sunk in, because when I got access to a garden of my own it was natural to start growing stuff ... and I found I enjoyed it too.

                          snap, and now it's a job to get me indoors!

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                          • #14
                            I was given a piece of a cactus my mum had broken accidentally off someone's plant and I took it to my gran's greenhouse and potted it up. And that was the start of me slowly filling shelves of cuttings in there.

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                            • #15
                              my grandad was always tending his garden and cows and hens and I was his shadow so i guess thats where it came from. been doing my fam history and discovered head gardeners in scotland - so must be in the genes. As for using bits and bobs of whatever i can get my hands on - comes from having no money!!!! But i reckon most of us growers are into recycling.

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