Go go!

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Okay, it's all go at the allotment! Let's bring you somewhat up to speed.

Dirty, mangled carpet heaved to the front of the plot. Foot for scale. Much more carpet than foot.
I've been digging a lot. Here's some carpet I unearthed and removed. Using carpet to suppress weeds used to be sound advice... before they were made of plastic. Unlike wool, this will never degrade. Instead, with time, it got buried by nature.
A delightful robin perched on old, mucky carpet.
My Robin friend picked it of worms.
Foxglove plants in pots, sheltered in an open coldframe.
I saved some fox gloves as I went along digging up brambles and other perennial weeds, they'll probably go back in nearish a nice seating area.
A fox approaches, sticking close to the boundary edge.
And here's the fox. It popped by as it went next door. I took a photo and looked at my phone. When I looked up again, they were right there! Right in front of me! We both jumped.
Small, pretty yellow flowers contrast against soft moss and brickwork.
Glad I spared this plant too, turns out it's comfrey. I've been rewarded with little yellow flowers.
A fire of wood and twigs burns.
My allotment buddy got a fire going. We've been able to clear some of the organic rubbish which we cannot compost.
A low down shot of the hedgerow highlights small piles of flat rocks which have been removed from the ground.
More digging. Endless digging. It's slow going, with all these rocks in the ground.
A square area of land is smartly cleared for planting. Easter egg: A cat at the entrance watches a mouse.
Progress.
Below a few inches of soil, impenetrable wet rock that has no visible end.
I haven't cleared a whole lot of usable ground. Half of what I've cleared has barely any top soil, which I suspect will dry out too quickly come summer. This may look like a man-made slab but it's not. It appears to be the hillside. Depth improves beyond a 2-3 metre squared patch, thankfully.
The mattock we found on-site being used as a pickaxe – yep, it looks like rock all the way down.
A huge pile of big and small rocks, all quite flat, as seen under the hedgerows previously.
Moving various cairns from across the site in one giant statement piece, until I decide how they're used or where they live.
Trenches dug with a neat row of seed potatoes.
In go 3 rows of first early potatoes.
Potato bed covered in a white mesh. The sun shines from behind. The shadow of a figure (me) stretches out, posing with the peace sigh.
Potatoes protected by a fleece alternative, enviromesh. Peace.