Now those who have read about our gardening here in other articles will perhaps remember that the soil in this part of the garden is best described as a mixture of broken glass brick rubble and leaf mould with a sprinkling of scrap metal. Therefore, I had expected to have to do a fair amount of work to clean it up before planting. In went the fork, spades are no use in this kind of soil. Clang! Every where I pushed in the fork, after about 6 inches depth, I hit something solid. I cleared away the 'soil' removing as much of the nasty stuff as I could while doing it. Just below the surface I came across rocks.
That is not unusual in this garden, almost everywhere we have dug we have found 'rocks'. They are almost all the rounded pebbles one finds on beaches or in river beds. The area was once a glacial lake and the fields round us are full of this material. We think that as the fields have been cultivated, any unwanted material has been dumped on the waste land which is now our garden. Mind I always worry that we have found something of archaeological interest, until the ubiquitous HP sauce bottle turns up, below the pebble layer. So, after a weeks digging and removing this is what I had. There were also a large number of broken house bricks, slates and other such material. This was taken to the local Recycling yard.