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For inspiration, I am


looking to the 18th-
century kennel by

Jean-Baptiste-Claude
Sené created for

Marie Antoinette


A dog bed— or a


‘niche de chien’?


Is there any such thing as a stylish
dog bed?

One would hope so. I am still without
a canine sidekick, much to my
chagrin. My partner Duncan, you see,
is not a natural dog lover, having
grown up with three yappy (but
in my opinion extremely loveable)
toy poodles. My parents got Labradors
after I moved to London, which meant
I missed out.
Duncan’s uncertainty is not the real
problem. We both travel a lot and it
would not be fair to continually foist
a dog on friends while I swan about
in New York or Paris, paintbrush in
hand. Since we moved to the country
last June, however, things have
changed. We have a big garden
and endless fields surrounding us.
We have decided on a breed:
a whippet (and a name: Merlin).
Why a whippet? Medium size.
Small enough to curl up in my lap,
large enough to race full-speed
through summer fields during all
those country runs I am imagining.
A sleek, velvety coat, like a mouse’s.
Sensitive, not particularly social.
Reminds me of... me. And such
elegance, with that slender head held
high and those delicately crossed

mistaken for a chic basket for logs or
magazines, it would look as good in a
sitting room as it would by the Aga.
I would probably want to pair roughish
jute with a blanket for my shivering
whippet to tuck himself beneath.
I like Labour and Wait’s checked
and plaid blankets, made in
Scotland and in limited editions
of 100 per design.
London’s Howe makes the most
stylish dog beds I have come across.
Inspired by a 19th-century spindle-
turned chair, its Great Bear dog bed’s
frame is made in beech, with any
finish (pictured). The accompanying
down cushion is customisable
too, meaning options are endless.
I am imagining a plump cushion
in corduroy with a Greek-key
border and oversized tassels, but
that’s just me.
Howe also does a very comfortable-
looking multilayered dog bed, made
with machine-washable cushions held
together with hessian straps.
For ultimate inspiration, I am
looking to the 18th-century French
furniture maker Jean-Baptiste-Claude
Sené’sniche de chien, ordog kennel,
created for Marie Antoinette and now
in the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Constructed from gilded beech and

pine and upholstered in pale-blue
velvet, it is a sumptuous masterpiece
in miniature.
Even more outrageous is a kennel
for sale on 1stdibs.com. Made in the
late 19th or early 20th century, this
grandiose cream-and-green house is
modelled on a neoclassical temple and
embellished with pineapple finials,
Corinthian columns and a raised plinth
mounted with plaster masks of Pan.
With its Robert Adam-esque frills and
spun-sugar swags, it reminds me of
Kenwood House in London.
All of this has got me thinking:
when we do eventually get a dog,
how fun would it be to commission
a bed? I will take my cue from the
Amalienburg, the elaborate Rococo
hunting lodge in the Nymphenburg
Palace Park in Munich. If he is
anything like his owners, I know little
Merlin will go mad for his own pint-
sized, pink stucco pavilion.

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depression and improves fitness. If we
are to spend three, four, even six months
confined to the house doing nothing but
schooling our three kids and watching
Netflix, regular trips to the allotment
could be a psychic lifesaver.
But the bug — the fear of the bug — is a
worm in this apple too. A tiny sliver of
my thought, looking at the abundance of
broccoli, thinking of potatoes ripening in
the ground, imagining the glorious glut
of broad beans a few weeks from now, is
of the prospect of food shortages.
There is something febrile about the
way we are shopping and hoarding.
Supermarkets are rationing goods. The
fortunate bitch about the difficulties of
logging on to the Ocado website. The less
fortunate, dependent on food banks, do
not always know where their next meal
will come from. Will I soon — if things get
really hinky — be grateful to know I can
feed my family for a few days with pro-
duce grown here?
And then, catastrophising again, I
wonder if that thought will not be the
first to occur to others, if I will not come
here in a crisis to find a mob has already
swarmed in and picked everything bare.
Am I going to end up camping out in the
shed with a pitchfork? That is mad
thinking, but mad thinking now flits —
just flits — across usually sane minds.
And when I look around at my friends
and neighbours in the allotment, I see
that most of them are nearing 70 or
older. One of the pleasures of this plot
has been that it brings us into contact
with people of a different generation and
background from our middle-aged,
media-class, children-having peers.
At least as much as I google the RHS, I
ask advice from Theresa and Paul on the
next-door plots, from Richard on the
one opposite. When do I plant this?
Where should I prune this? What on
earth is this stuff? How come your leeks
are working and mine are dead?
The cheery exchanges, the compli-
ments on a bumper crop, the donation of
a surplus or of a handful of pondweed to
help seed a recently drained pond, or a
few gratefully received seedlings — these
are part of the life of the allotment. I still
remember the slight glow I felt, politics
set aside, when Jeremy Corbyn jogged
past and complimented my beetroot.
Will this continue as a place of refuge
and recuperation? Will it, as now, offer
older people community and purpose?
We know that loneliness can kill as surely
as a viral infection, so this is not a trivial
matter. If they are confined at home, will
theirorderly beds grow unharvested
through summer, ripen and rot?
For now, there are no marauding
mobs of broccoli thieves to be seen off
with pitchforks; no ominously over-
grown plots to mark and mourn. There
are only dandelions to dig by their deep
roots, neighbourly salutations to
exchange, beans to be pushed into the
soil, and the annual promise of renewal
— the tulips, yet to come into flower.

SamLeithwritestheFT’s“ArtofPersuasion”
columnandisliteraryeditoroftheSpectator

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Ramshackle


refuge


Allotments are
often tucked away
in unlikely places
— flanking train
lines or slotted
behind housing
estates — so you
may have to do some detective work to
find your nearest plot. In the UK, the
biggest site owner is local authorities, so
the first place to ask is your town or bor-
ough council, or check on this govern-
ment page: gov.uk/apply-allotment.
Some allotments are owned by private
landlords, so if nothing suitable is on
offer from the local authority, use the
o n l i n e O r d n a n c e S u r vey m a p
(osmaps.ordnancesurvey.co.uk) to
search for brown patches — the colour
for allotments and community gardens
— in your area.
Some sites have long waiting lists, par-
ticularly in big cities, so you may not be
able to be picky about your plot. If you
are lucky enough to be offered the
chance to rent an allotment, check the
site rules before you sign a tenancy
agreement: there may be limitations on
whether you can erect sheds or plant
trees, use hosepipes or keep livestock,
such as chickens, bees and rabbits.
Facilities such as a trading shed,
where you can buy supplies, and on-site
toilets are useful. A source of water and
good security in the form of fencing and
apadlocked gate are vital.
If you are offered a choice of plots,
ask to visit. Check each carefully: how
far is it from the tap and the access
gate? Is it rampant with brambles, or
overrun with half-buried rubbish? Or
is it neat and ready to go? These fac-

tors will help your chances of success-
fully taming your plot.
Allotment sizes are measured in the
archaic unit of poles — also known as
rods: one pole is just over 5 metres. A
“full plot” usually refers to ground cov-
ering 10 square poles, or about 253 sq m,
which is slightly smaller than a tennis
court. If you are starting out, it is proba-
bly wise to ask for a half plot, particu-
larly if the land is overgrown.
Rents vary, but the UK’s National
Society of Allotment and Leisure Gar-
deners says you should expect to pay
between £25 and £125 a year for a plot;
concessions are often available for pen-
sioners, the unemployed and students.
Set aside time every week to maintain
your plot: during the summer, it is not
unusual to spend a whole day at the
weekend and at least one evening there.
Bringing a full plot back into cultivation
takes time and energy: tenancy agree-

ments usually require plot holders to
keep it in a good state and for it to be
productive, although you will be given
leeway to renovate an overgrown plot.
Landlords have the right to inspect
plots and if you allow yours to become
overgrown, you may receive an “untidy
plot letter” and, eventually, face evic-
tion if you fail to address the problem.
Once you have got your precious plot,
do not rush in headlong with your
spade: first, check over your patch, not-
ing what is already there, from raised
beds and compost bins to raspberry
bushes and rhubarb plants.
Next, sketch out what you want to go
where, from shed to beds. The cheapest
option is a series of rectangular growing
areas separated by grass paths. Raised
beds made out of old scaffolding boards
are a popular choice, especially on plots
with heavy clay soil where they can
improve drainage.

Your site may offer to rotovate your
whole plot for a small fee, but think
carefully before agreeing to this seem-
ingly tempting possibility to dig over
the ground without back-breaking
work: unless you remove all the per-
ennial weeds first, mechanical tillers
will simply break every piece of inva-
sive weed, such as couch grass and
bramble root, into thousands of new
weeds. Instead, try to split the space
into chunks and tackle each one in
turn, clearing perennial weeds.
Then you have a choice: digging over
the ground, or a no-dig approach. The
latter involves clearing perennial weeds,
such as brambles and horsetail, then

laying sheets of corrugated cardboard
over the ground and covering with
organic material such as compost or
well-rotted manure. Although digging
may be a quicker way to establish pro-
ductive beds, no-dig is less back-break-
ing and can help to enhance the struc-
ture and fertility of the soil. Visit char-
lesdowding.co.uk for expert advice.
Once you have your first bed ready for
planting, it is time to decide what to
grow. Be realistic — self-sufficiency is,
even for the experienced allotmenteer, a
remote possibility. So it is vital to choose
things you enjoy eating, rather than
copying your neighbours.
If you are worried about food short-
ages, think about what will produce a
speedy crop. First early potatoes
planted now will be ready by June or
July, and peas should be ready for har-
vesting about nine weeks after sowing.
Rather than planting everything at
once, try to sow successionally — little
and often every couple of weeks for
crops such as lettuce, beetroot, chard,
radishes and French beans will mean
your harvest period is longer and will
help you avoid gluts. Do not forget flow-
ers: they will liven up your plot, fill vases
at home and encourage useful pollina-
tors. Try sowing hardy annuals such as
cornflowers, pot marigolds and sweet
peas in rows between the veg.
Finally, if you cannot find a plot to
rent, a windowbox, back step or tiny
patio can become a productive space.
The principle is the same: grow what
you want to eat.

How to tame an allotment: a beginner’s guide


All you need to know about
procuring a plot, planting,

reaping — and the ever-vital
etiquette. ByJane Perrone

(Above from
left) Sam Leith
with beetroot;
some purple-
sprouting
broccoli; a rusty
wheelbarrow
(Below) John
Hall, 89, with
prize-winning
vegetables at his
allotment at
Foots Cray,
London, 1942
Lucy Ranson for the FT;
Reg Speller/Fox Photos/
Getty Images

paws. Just like an
Art Deco bookend.
I started research
a few months ago and have made a few
plans. Ideally I would like to rescue, so
I am checking websites for updates.
In the meantime, I ponder accessories.
First and foremost, a kelly-green
leather lead. As for a dog bed, there
are myriad options: beds made from
memory foam and faux fur and Liberty
fabric; beds that resemble miniature
antique iron human beds or snug little
caves; even heated beds.
The Conran Shop’s Hogla dog basket
is made using knotted jute thread by a
Fair Trade organisation working with
artisans in Bangladesh. The natural
jute is smart and, as it could be

Self-sufficiency is, even for


the experienced, a remote
possibility. So it is vital to

plant what you enjoy eating


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