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Train Station Tomatoes … & other choo-choo chews

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It’s common enough to have a buffet cart on a train, or a cafe in the train station. Less common is a food growing area within a station’s boundary. But this is exactly what you’ll find abutting Platform 2 of St. Leonard’s: Warrior Square on the Sussex coast.

The potager was initiated by Transition Town Hastings who, in 2015, consulted with Southeastern Railway about the possibility of turning a vagrant patch of railway land into something more productive. A year and a half on, the resulting garden comprises four raised beds of varying sizes, soft and top fruit, and a wildflower bank with perimeter railings offering an extra dimension.

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The planting in the beds looks quite random: sage and strawberries grow in the same bed as tomatoes, sweetcorn and rosemary, with courgettes, lavender and feverfew also in company; kale and dwarf french beans share space in another bed with parsley, celery, spinach and courgette. The plant associations that really intrigued me were the underplantings of the fruit trees: the apple is sub-planted with strawberry, and a plum and damson stand over tomatoes and courgette. I suspect these were spare plants slotted into a gap to see how they’d fare. Always worth a try.

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plum (or damson?) underplanted with tomatoes

Up the bank, there is a mixture of edibles and ornamentals along the railings – cosmos, sunflowers, hebe, climbing french beans, nasturtiums.. all brightening up an otherwise bland bit of fence line.

At first glance, it may seem that the garden is overrun with weeds – more ramshackle than regular and ordered. But that is part of its charm, and has two advantages: the weeds spilling down from the wildflower bank extends foraging opportunities as some weeds can be eaten. They also increase biodiversity and hence pollinator activity, helping crops such as apples and courgettes, which require insect visitors to set fruit.

This is an open-access food growing site, with a help-yourself ethos: anybody stepping off a train here can garner a bit of veg to incorporate into their supper. If they can spare the time and energy to join in the fortnightly voluntary sessions, all the better. The underlying principles are those of the Transition Town movement, aiming to shift to a low-carbon society which is socially and environmentally just. Local produce is an integral part of this. And a train station is as good a site as anywhere to grow some tomatoes. Pass the vinaigrette, please!

 

 

 

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Cross Bones

I first encountered this garden when it was just a few ribbons tied to a fence. Having just visited the nearby Red Cross community garden, I was on my way up to Southwark Street when I noticed a handful of ribbons rippling in the breeze. I paused to read what they signified, and the history gave me goosebumps. The ribbons commemorated the medieval prostitutes who were licensed by the Church yet not permitted Christian burial – the outcast dead. A ‘meanwhile garden’ has recently been established after several years of informal remembrance.

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The story of this garden began with the discovery of human bones during the expansion of the Jubilee Line extension in the 1990s. Subsequent research recovered a forgotten history: this patch which the local council had categorised as ‘derelict land’ had, in fact, been a place of burial. Most recently, it was a paupers’ burial ground – by 1853, however, it had become “completely overcharged with dead” and any further committals ceased due to public health risk. It is widely believed that, prior to the Victorian era, this was a ‘single woman’s churchyard’ where ladies of the night were buried (although the evidence for this is not conclusive).

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In conjunction with the unearthing of these skeletons is the work of poet and writer, John Constable. He described having visions, or visitations, during a session of automatic writing 0n 23rd November 1996 and channelled a character, or spirit, called the Goose ( a term for prostitutes in medieval times). This character was one of the Winchester Geese, who were the sex workers operating within the semi-autonomous manor ‘the Liberty of the Clink’ overseen by the Bishop of Winchester. The Goose emerged in Constable’s writing as a fully formed character, taking the work in a direction unknown. The resulting poem, The Book of the Goose, reverberated with the secret history of Southwark, and coincidentally mentioned an unconsecrated burial ground for women. Later, when investigating the history of the area, and much to his surprise, Constable found that there had indeed been an unconsecrated burial ground, and that it had recently been dug up due  to urban development.

John Constable was instrumental in turning this ‘vacant lot’ into a place of commemoration. He leads monthly vigils during which ribbons with the names of the dead (obtained from the London Metropolitan archive) are tied to the perimeter fence: Mary – daughter of William Booth, a lighterman; Margaret Burton, Redcross Street, age 39; Thomas Bushell, workhouse; to name but a few. Constable says: “The Goose’s teaching is about embracing  the people who are very often excluded… People who, for whatever reason have been marginalised are brought in and celebrated.” It’s a process of healing, because in remembering and honouring them, “we give them the opportunity to find their way forward”.

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The garden itself is a thing of rough beauty. Its entrance is spanned by the ‘goosewing’ archway, designed and constructed by the artist Arthur de Mowbray. Anserine symbolism is found elsewhere in the garden: the Madonna of Crossbones holds a goose in her arms, and figurines of geese stand alongside other items of dedication.

One of the main areas is the ‘infinity bed’, built using a combination of rubble from the site and donated bricks of London stock. A burial mound indicates where skeletons were first discovered, and a focus on red foliage and flowers represent the life force of the people buried here. Other beds have been made using Cotswold limestone, using dry stone walling techniques. The planting is generally in a pastel palette to suggest the Feminine (a stereotype which is my only complaint!)

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Possibly one of my favourite symbolic gestures was the presence of bee hotels for solitary bees: “nature’s social outcasts”.

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Whatever you think of John Constable’s mystical approach, there is no denying this is a poignant place. Cross Bones has become more than a place of remembrance for outcasts of centuries past. For example, I remember seeing a ribbon on one of my first visits dedicated to the victims of the Crossbow killer, who murdered five sex workers in Ipswich in 2006, and there is a dedication to “all suicides” scribbled on a wooden board in the garden. The Friends of Cross Bones have secured a three year lease for the land, and I hope this will be a precursor for the meanwhile garden becoming permanent.

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Jostaberry Junction

There’s a curve of green up the road from me that I’ve come to think of a ‘Jostaberry Junction’.  It’s actually a community garden called Priory Common Orchard, set just off a cross-roads, and I could equally think of it as ‘Currant Crescent’ which is another of its alliteratively named features.

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Wandering about this place takes just a few minutes, but its creators have incorporated many interesting aspects.  Each area has a chalkboard-style sign, informing the passer-by of activities and intentions.  The ‘Raspberry Ripple’ board, for instance, tells us that these are autumn fruiting varieties, whose canes can be snipped down in February and the fresh growth will produce berries later in the same year.  Over in the herb bed, visitors are encouraged to ‘enjoy a cup of local herbal tea’, be it bramble leaf, dandelion, evening primrose, hyssop, mint, or nettle, amongst quite a long list.  A separate sign enthuses further about nettle, that it’s ‘fabulous’ for several things including food, fibre, pest-control, dye, and even … flagellation!  I guess this is a reference to its rubefacient quality, useful for arthritis.  Beyond human use, we’re reminded that nettles are also good as a habitat and food plant for wildlife.

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Evening primrose

Even failures and problems are communicated.  Unfortunately, the jostaberries have been found to be lacking, and so will probably be replaced with currants which do well here.  The lime tree (Tilia, not citrus) that spread its canopy over part of the garden had to be chopped down for fear it might flatten a nearby building.  True to the regenerative powers of many trees, this stump re-sprouted, and so ‘Unperturbed, it continues to provide plentiful edible delicately flavoured salad leaves.  They make great wraps too.’  Must try that, in the absence of vine leaves..

One of the things I really like about this garden is the experimentation that goes on here.  Grafting is a dwindling skill but there are some examples here: greengage has been spliced to a blackthorn; and there is an apple tree with multiple grafts – Jackson’s Late, Prince Edward, Alan Morton’s, Twyford Late, Parkland, and an English apple popular in Victorian times, Brownlees Russet, all tagged with strips from beer cans, the names etched into the metal.

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An example of tree grafting

I’ve been visiting this place on and off for a year and a half. Last summer I harvested some purple-podded french beans, as there was a sign saying visitors could help themselves to what was ripe.  I took one serving’s worth, but it felt really weird to be taking the fruits (or in this case, pods) of someone else’s endeavours, as if I was stealing!  I haven’t harvested anything since!

The project is spreading.  A triangle of green across the footpath is now being gardened, starting with saffron crocuses.  I wonder what they’ll include in future.. amaranth, perhaps?  Or maybe Tasmanian mountain pepper?  Or even the odd-looking electric daisy? Who knows, but I’ll definitely be following its progress.

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Spotted in the garden – gatekeeper butterflies (I think)

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