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The current offer in the Independent has enouraged us to think about
growing a fig tree. The Independent offer seems way overpriced having
looked elsewhere, so - what's an easy to grow a fig tree and how/where
does one plant it?

Look at Reads nursery web site - they have a large number of different
varieties of fig.

Thanks, I'll take a look there.

Commonly grown is Brown Turkey, which will crop outdoors here and is a
nice rich taste, but it may not be the best.

We have a South facing wall with not much happening, it's variable
from shady to sunny. One site I read says keep the fig tree in a pot
as this encourages fruiting. Any/all advice welcome.

Figs are used to growing in fairly poor soil. In rich moist soil they
will flourish and grow lots of big green leaves, and feel very little
pressure to reproduce themselves by fruiting. Hence the advice to
restrict the root run, either by growing in a pot or in a large sunken
container.

We have basically very poor soil (it's essentially just sand below the
top few inches) so it may well be that planting the fig tree straight
in the ground will be OK. We have a total of 7 acres so, as long as
we choose the position right, size is not of much consequence.

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Chris Green

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We have basically very poor soil (it's essentially just sand below the
top few inches) so it may well be that planting the fig tree straight
in the ground will be OK. We have a total of 7 acres so, as long as
we choose the position right, size is not of much consequence.

Until you got to pick the fruit...

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We have basically very poor soil (it's essentially just sand below the
top few inches) so it may well be that planting the fig tree straight
in the ground will be OK. We have a total of 7 acres so, as long as
we choose the position right, size is not of much consequence.

In that case, go for it. My father's next door neighbour has one growing
against the W side of his house - it reaches the eaves, but he picks his
figs by the carrier bag full :-))
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Kay
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Jaques d'Alltrades wrote:
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We have basically very poor soil (it's essentially just sand below the
top few inches) so it may well be that planting the fig tree straight
in the ground will be OK. We have a total of 7 acres so, as long as
we choose the position right, size is not of much consequence.

Until you got to pick the fruit...

:-) Very true, it's a long walk to the end of our fields, especially
if all you wanted was to pick some figs.

In reality we'll plant it somewhere near the house in the 'garden'
part of our land.


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Chris Green

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You're not another Brentwood School person are you?

'Fraid so - but didn't stay long. I got lead poisoning there (long
story): it was undiagnosed even though I spent nearly half my time there
in the sanatorium, and soon was sent to a boarding school in Frinton for
my health.

There I regained physical health but have never been quite the same in
the memory department. I've had 'senior moments' since I was ten...

Errrmmm.. are we talking Brentwood (Sir Anthony Brown's) School here?

If so it is a remarkably small world.

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You're not another Brentwood School person are you?

'Fraid so - but didn't stay long. I got lead poisoning there (long
story): it was undiagnosed even though I spent nearly half my time there
in the sanatorium, and soon was sent to a boarding school in Frinton for
my health.

There I regained physical health but have never been quite the same in
the memory department. I've had 'senior moments' since I was ten...

Errrmmm.. are we talking Brentwood (Sir Anthony Brown's) School here?

If so it is a remarkably small world.

3 urglers and 1 urgler's husband, then.
When were you there?


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Errrmmm.. are we talking Brentwood (Sir Anthony Brown's) School here?

If so it is a remarkably small world.

Sir Anthony Brown's School for Young Gentlemen - the very same.

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"Jaques d'Alltrades" wrote in message
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The message
from Kay contains these words:

You're not another Brentwood School person are you?

'Fraid so - but didn't stay long. I got lead poisoning there (long
story): it was undiagnosed even though I spent nearly half my time
there
in the sanatorium, and soon was sent to a boarding school in Frinton
for
my health.

There I regained physical health but have never been quite the same in
the memory department. I've had 'senior moments' since I was ten...

Errrmmm.. are we talking Brentwood (Sir Anthony Brown's) School here?

If so it is a remarkably small world.

3 urglers and 1 urgler's husband, then.
When were you there?

Hmmm...must have been 1957 when I started at the Prep.
1962-1968 at the main school.
Weald house (day boy)

I hear they even allow wimmin in now :-)

Took years for me to recover from the dreadful food.
I can even eat curry now, despite the aversion therapy due to the stuff they
served under that name.

Given the choice I would have gone to Shenfield Tech., despite the fact that
a 'good education' from the 'right kind of school' should guarantee you a
job for life.

Still, my parents were so proud.

Did me no good in my job search though; I ended up as a Computer Programmer
which does not require a Public School education :-)

Some of my documentation is quite elegantly worded, though.

Cheers

Dave R

Hmmm...must have been 1957 when I started at the Prep.
1962-1968 at the main school.
Weald house (day boy)

I hear they even allow wimmin in now :-)

Took years for me to recover from the dreadful food.
I can even eat curry now, despite the aversion therapy due to the stuff
they
served under that name.

Given the choice I would have gone to Shenfield Tech., despite the fact
that
a 'good education' from the 'right kind of school' should guarantee you a
job for life.

Still, my parents were so proud.

Did me no good in my job search though; I ended up as a Computer
Programmer
which does not require a Public School education :-)

Some of my documentation is quite elegantly worded, though.

Cheers

Dave R



:-))

A Private Education works wonders on a CV and is also a help in the Home
Office and the Armed Services ;-))

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3 urglers and 1 urgler's husband, then.
When were you there?

Hmmm...must have been 1957 when I started at the Prep.
1962-1968 at the main school.
Weald house (day boy)

Hmmm. Youngster! I joined the Prep (School House) in 1949 and left at
Christmas 1950, moving to the school started in Frinton by the recent HM
of the Prep, Robertson.

This may have saved my life (long story), but educationally, was not a
good move.

I hear they even allow wimmin in now :-)

Took years for me to recover from the dreadful food.
I can even eat curry now, despite the aversion therapy due to the stuff they
served under that name.

I don't remember that the food was exceptionally bad (in the prep,
anyway) but there was never enough of it.

Given the choice I would have gone to Shenfield Tech., despite the fact that
a 'good education' from the 'right kind of school' should guarantee you a
job for life.

Still, my parents were so proud.

Yes. I know *EXACTLY* what you mean.

Did me no good in my job search though; I ended up as a Computer Programmer
which does not require a Public School education :-)

Some of my documentation is quite elegantly worded, though.

I can do that - after Frinton I went to an Essex C.C. Grandma school. I
too might have benefited from a technical school education, and it was
only when I became heavily into motorcycles after I'd left school that
they even admitted I might be able to distinguish one end of a spanner
from another.

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Hmmm...must have been 1957 when I started at the Prep.
1962-1968 at the main school.

Later than my SO

Weald house (day boy)

ditto my SO

Still, my parents were so proud.

I recognise that!

Did me no good in my job search though; I ended up as a Computer Programmer
which does not require a Public School education :-)

I'm not sure it helped my SO either. But then, are day boys really
considered to be the real thing?

Some of my documentation is quite elegantly worded, though.

You document???!!! ;-)
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"Do not insult the crocodile until you have crossed the river"

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Took years for me to recover from the dreadful food.
I can even eat curry now, despite the aversion therapy due to the stuff they
served under that name.

I don't remember that the food was exceptionally bad (in the prep,
anyway) but there was never enough of it.

Post war rationing presumably changed one's perceptions ;-)

My SO to this day finds sweet things hard to tolerate since his mother
routinely switched his 'sweets allowance' to sugar to make jam which she
then sold.


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Did me no good in my job search though; I ended up as a Computer Programmer
which does not require a Public School education :-)

I'm not sure it helped my SO either. But then, are day boys really
considered to be the real thing?

Of course not. But don't tell my bruvver I said that...

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d'Alltrades writes
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Took years for me to recover from the dreadful food.
I can even eat curry now, despite the aversion therapy due to the
stuff they
served under that name.

I don't remember that the food was exceptionally bad (in the prep,
anyway) but there was never enough of it.

Post war rationing presumably changed one's perceptions ;-)

I suppose I was rather lucky in that post war, we kept hens, and so did
a grandmother: the latter did it on a small commercial scale and her
next-door neighbour was a grocer...

My SO to this day finds sweet things hard to tolerate since his mother
routinely switched his 'sweets allowance' to sugar to make jam which she
then sold.

I remember sweets being a rare treat, and 'tuck' being on the ration
until - when - 1951? I can't stand tea with sugar in - and I don't like
coffee, which is why I didn't lump it in with tea.

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Did me no good in my job search though; I ended up as a Computer
Programmer
which does not require a Public School education :-)

I'm not sure it helped my SO either. But then, are day boys really
considered to be the real thing?

Of course not. But don't tell my bruvver I said that...

We dayboys always considered the boarders to be pack mentality junior wolves
only suited to life in the forces or HM Prison (or both) where your life is
regimented, and you live in an atypical peer group.

I prefer a relatively stable mixed sex family unit, myself :-)

Took me years to resocialise after being raised in an all male chauvenist
enviroment.

But I'm not bitter.

Cheers

Dave R

P.S. Bugger me it's the House Master.