Showing posts with label Wales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wales. Show all posts

Monday, 25 June 2012

Vetch Veg- an inspiring Swansea project




This weekend we had a jaunt back to Swansea- it is always changing. Its metamorphosis from the shithole of 1999 to the city it is now is amazing. I know the locals bemoan the state of the city centre (that's a double dip recession and out of town shopping centres for you) but the cultural and community life of Swansea has sparked and caught and now burns strong. There's a rich seam of price and respect being successfully mined by arts groups in the area, and we visited one of them- Vetch Veg in Sandfields.






                                                                             A bit of background- Swansea City FC used to be based in the heart of the city, at the Vetch ground, on the seafront. I have 'fond' memories of being coralled in Tesco carpark by riot police for the mistake of being English in the aftermath of a Bristol City home match. I have sincerely fond memories of the way the city supported the club through some really dire times, and the way in which they have made themselves known in the Premier League. Part of the change toward a top flight mentality was the decamp from vetch to the Liberty Stadium outside the city. This left a large (football pitch sized, infact) area in the heart of the city with no clear purpose. There was talk of student flats (there is always talk of student flats)being built- large, looming impersonal structures blocking the city off and towering over the community of Sandfields below. Dr Roar had lived in Sandfields for a short time as an undergraduate and the thought of that area being under the constant watch of copy/paste monoliths is a sad and troubling one.



The 'Vetch Veg' project is in association with ADAIN AVION and Swansea-based artist Owen Griffiths. It's aims are to create an 'urban utopia'in the heart of Sandfields, on the site of the former Vetch statdium, with the involvement of the local Sandfields community. Part of the grounds have been transformed into a temporary vegetable garden, with raised beds, chickens and bees. The community cultivate, tend, harvest and produce together. The importance of creating a space in which to be self sufficient and growing food to eat together is vital in changing the way 'we' eat. Gardening and growing-your-own is a wonderfully confidence building activity- it relaxes, empowers, educates and forges strong bonds between those who garden together. You really feel the sense of empowerment and communtiy when you enter the garden- from the set up, from the people, from the little welsh cake stand. There is pride in this project, and rightly so.



This weekend was the Vetch Veg open day. I wanted to visit for two reasons- to see this space after the demolition of the stands, and to get some inpsiration after an awful Spring in my own garden. I have an army of slugs demolishing anything I put down, a cat who hates carrot seeds and has now dug up my fourth sowing, a bog like lawn from the 'drought' and significantly less time to garden than I had last year due to working again (but with a gardening colleague, who understands my pain). The only thing to be successful this year are my sweet peas.



This is my favourite bed in the Vetch veg garden. I love the use of reclaimed containers, the aesthetically pleasing AND practical arch, the jumble of plants and flowers and the genius use of a small space. It is so pretty, relaxing, practical and inspiring that we are ripping up our concrete slab path (it is against a fence) and using this as inspiration for some raised beds. it is a glorious example of attainable self sufficiency. Plus it's pretty. Did I mention that it's pretty?



Doesn't this gladden your heart? A small, workable space- recycling sacking into a windbreak, using string and pegs to mark sowings, using small pots to seperate delicate plants.
Cut a head of cabbage, pull up some carrots and beetroot, grab a few potatoes and all you need is a roast to go with it. All grown by your own fair hand. Unpretentious, honest food.





The garden itself was planned out to have benches and quiet spaces interspersed with the working beds. There is a workshop and two forges/kilns on site as well as a chicken coop and I heard rumours of bees. I sat on a corner bench, with the terraced hillsides rising around the landscaped grass area, in this little cordoned off vegetable garden and thought it a wonderful, cleansing, affirming space.




The people involved with the project were warm and welcoming, and as a former Swansea dweller with fond Sandfields memories I found the reclaimation of the grounds by the community in this way to be so very inspiring. As a gardener I found a lot of reassurance and a goldmine of good ideas. More of this, please.






Thursday, 7 October 2010

That long and winding road, that leads me back...

We holidayed in Pembrokeshire this September. We always arrive back in Wales no matter how hard we may try to diversify. I finally decided this last visit that it is where my heart truly resides- I feel so refreshed and whole when I am there. Even in Swansea...

Some moments from our trip:

The pebbles at CymTydu, replete with toddler wellie.

Some of the carvings from the yurt. The yurt was handcarved in Mongolia and then shipped over here.



The view from the Yurt over the Preseli hills.

The yurt field at sunset

The farmhouse at dawn.

Yurtle.

Yurt interior- it could sleep 4 easily, and had a woodburner. Not so perfect when you have a 2 year old needing constant entertainment, but definitely recommended for grown ups!



The Yurt was on Tir Bach farm, run by a really friendly couple. The facilities are fantastic, both for Yurt-ers and campers (we camped there in 2007). If you want to see a part of the world that has standing stones, dolmans, wild rugged countryside, breathtaking bays and red kites swooping above you as you wind through country lanes and past revivalist chapels... then go to Pembs.

The cheese isn't bad either.

Which leads me swiftly on to the British Cheese Awards. We have long been fans of Caws Cenarth, to the point of deliberately holidaying near to Cenarth so we can buy direct from the dairy, and in one memorable case having a box of cheese couriered from Cenarth to Dudley as the cravings were just too strong. Golden Cenarth was one cheese we have been sampling throughout its evolution into the Great British Cheese Awards Best Welsh Cheese, Best semi-soft cheese and overall Supreme Winner 2010. It is an astonishingly smooth, tart, pongy, gooey, rich cheese that has to be tasted to be believed. It is now being served as part of the cheeseboard at The Ivy.  Along with Perl Wen (their standard washed rind) it is worth a 200 mile round trip to buy (something we have also done). If you ever see it- buy it.