This blog is inspired by the "Ringing Cedars of Russia" series by Russian author Vladimir Megre. Please see "Anastasia the Vedrus" on the following link on this blog: http://co-creatingournewearth.blogspot.co.nz/2012/05/anastasia-of-vedrus.html
Sunday, 13 May 2012
LANDSHARE: CONNECTING GROWERS TO PEOPLE WITH LAND TO SHARE
Landshare: Connecting growers to people with land to share
Landshare brings together people who have a passion for home-grown food, connecting those who have land to share with those who need land for cultivating food. Since its launch through River Cottage in 2009 it has grown into a thriving community of more than 55,000 growers, sharers and helpers.
It’s for people who:
Want to grow their own fruit and veg but don’t have anywhere to do it
Have a spare bit of land they’re prepared to share
Can help in some way – from sharing knowledge and lending tools to helping out on the plot itself
Support the idea of freeing up more land for growing
Are already growing and want to join in the community
The grow your own movement has captured the imaginations of people all across the country, but not all of us have access to space for growing. There’s loads of UK land that’s under-used or forgotten. Some of it could be cultivated for vegetables and fruit, or even bees, chickens and other animals, which is where Landshare comes in.
Background to Landshare in the UK
Landshare was launched by KEO films in the UK in 2009 through the River Cottage TV programme. The concept is simple: to connect people who wish to grow food with landowners willing to donate spare land for cultivation.
Since then it has flourished into a national movement of more than 50,000 people, sharing more than 3,000 acres of land, with matches in every region of the UK.
Landshare addresses genuine concern among policy makers about future food security and greenhouse gases from industrial farming and food miles. It has been cited by the House of Lords, New Local Government Network, the international Wikinomics team and most recently – the Food Ethics Council – as changing the landscape in food accessibility and security.
Here's how you get started:
1) Sign up! First you need to create an account. You'll create a username and password which you can then use to log into the site at any time.
2) Fill in your profile with as much information as you can so that owners get a sense of who you are and whether you'd be suitable for their plot. An image will really personalise your profile.
3) Now post a listing saying where you are and what you’re looking for. You can also join or start a LetsGrow group, which allows you to create a group of six growers needed to request land from your local council.
Besides the UK, Landshare is also active in Australia and Canada
This is the best, most amazing post that i've seen EVER !!!! :D Thank you so much for letting NZ know :D I'll go check out the links tomorrow. Thank you... this is sooooo great !!! :D I can't wait to pass this on... through my Permaculture class... through the NZ Green Party... They probably know already... but... let's get something rolling down under, eh ??
btw. I was delighted last week when I saw Dr. Russell Norman (assoc. Green Party leader) make a brief statement to the media about the 'infrastructure' sell off that our 'National Party' leadership is spearheading. I had written to Russell around a month ago, telling him the story of my Grandfather being a labourer back in the 1950's who dug the holes for the power poles to run electricity all over Northland, the big area north of Auckland, when Northland was still living in 'the dark ages' in many communities. I also told him how my Grandfather also worked for the Post Office for many years of his life - providing telegraph (morse), phone and Post Office banking services as a 'Civil Servant' as they were called back then. I told Russell that my Grandfather (b.1899) would be absolutely appalled at this government's proposal to sell these assets off... as he and others of successive generations have all contributed to creating our infrastructure, as we have it today. I said to Russell that he could use my story in whatever way he chose to, if it was going to help him oppose these sell-offs.
In the TV interview which looked like the briefest 2 sentence edit for around 15 seconds, Russell said:
"This government seems to forget that it is successive generations of New Zealanders who worked against the odds to establish this infrastructure for the nation. It is not 'theirs' to sell."
Wow !!! How cool :D I was stoked that I might have helped to inform this young politician's ideas.
And my reason for telling you this ??
You never know how you're influencing others by what you say and write... so YES!!! I will be passing this info. along :D
That is a wonderful story, Bron. That is such demonstration of the influence one has, just by telling ones truth....I found this link about Landshare on the Max Igan/Crowhouse forum and checked it out. It was new to me and I wondered if Stephen had ever heard of it, since this is a British initiative. Only yesterday I saw Canada and Australia have joined in as well, and I immediately imagined you would love to add New Zealand to the list, too!;) I think Maarten might also be interested because he has quite some land and knowledge to share there in Coonabarabran/Australia and I'm pretty sure he would love this idea. "Sharing" is Maarten's middle name ;) I will bring this post to his attention when he returns from his Michael Roads seminar next week.
What really surprised me about this, is that in Great Britain, in most areas, if six people get together to request land then their council is obliged to provide them with an allotment. Isn't that amazing? How many people would know that? And it made me wonder, are there any laws in Holland about that? Do you know if NZ has any lawful obligations in this regard? It is very interesting and inspiring, indeed. I'm happy you are exited about it, Bron. I would love to hear what your Permaculture classmates think of it, and if they know about it. Please keep us posted.
I think if there are limitations on requesting allotments from Councils in 'Inner London' or 'Northern Ireland', then quite likely fat chance that such a system exists in NZ :P I didGoogle for 1/2 an hour though Caroline and unearthed a bit of NZ's colonial history including 'land gifts' for military personnel... then when I changed my Search to "Councils" (doh) I hit paydirt !!! :D
I hope the info. below is interesting for people historically, will help hook you up with your local group, or inspire you to approach your local council with a group of friends to create your own allotment :D
It's a 'trending' thing !!! ... use your "World Examples" as previously posted by Caroline : ) and any other 'evidence' you can find and bring a proposal to your council.
Your local council wants to 'look progressive'... It's a good year to 'strike' !!! And if you and your pals can make your 'allotment' work, you may find there's a local farmer 'just around the corner' (temporally speaking) with a bit of 'wasteland' that he/she might be thrilled for you to set up a bit of a village on ; ) It's worth a crack, right ??? !!! :D
CARROTS IN THE CAR PARK. RADISHES ON THE ROUNDABOUT. THE DELICIOUSLY ECCENTRIC STORY OF THE TOWN GROWING ALL ITS OWN VEG
Carrots in the car park. Radishes on the roundabout. The deliciously eccentric story of the town growing ALL its own veg
Admittedly, it sounds like the most foolhardy of criminal capers, and one of the cheekiest, too. Outside the police station in the small Victorian mill town of Todmorden, West Yorkshire, there are three large raised flower beds.
If you’d visited a few months ago, you’d have found them overflowing with curly kale, carrot plants, lettuces, spring onions — all manner of vegetables and salad leaves.
Today the beds are bare. Why? Because people have been wandering up to the police station forecourt in broad daylight and digging up the vegetables. And what are the cops doing about this brazen theft from right under their noses? Nothing.
Food for thought: Todmorden resident Estelle Brown, a former interior designer, with a basket of home-grown veg
Well, that’s not quite correct.
‘I watch ’em on camera as they come up and pick them,’ says desk officer Janet Scott, with a huge grin. It’s the smile that explains everything.
For the vegetable-swipers are not thieves. The police station carrots — and thousands of vegetables in 70 large beds around the town — are there for the taking. Locals are encouraged to help themselves. A few tomatoes here, a handful of broccoli there. If they’re in season, they’re yours. Free.
So there are (or were) raspberries, apricots and apples on the canal towpath; blackcurrants, redcurrants and strawberries beside the doctor’s surgery; beans and peas outside the college; cherries in the supermarket car park; and mint, rosemary, thyme and fennel by the health centre.
The vegetable plots are the most visible sign of an amazing plan: to make Todmorden the first town in the country that is self-sufficient in food.
‘And we want to do it by 2018,’ says Mary Clear, 56, a grandmother of ten and co-founder of Incredible Edible, as the scheme is called.
‘It’s a very ambitious aim. But if you don’t aim high, you might as well stay in bed, mightn’t you?’
So what’s to stop me turning up with a huge carrier bag and grabbing all the rosemary in the town?
‘Nothing,’ says Mary.
What’s to stop me nabbing all the apples?
All your raspberries?
It just doesn’t happen like that, she says. ‘We trust people. We truly believe — we are witness to it — that people are decent.’
When she sees the Big Issue seller gathering fruit for his lunch, she feels only pleasure. What does it matter, argues Mary, if once in a while she turns up with her margarine tub to find that all the strawberries are gone?
‘This is a revolution,’ she says. ‘But we are gentle revolutionaries. Everything we do is underpinned by kindness.’
The idea came about after she and co-founder Pam Warhurst, the former owner of the town’s Bear Cafe, began fretting about the state of the world and wondered what they could do.
They reasoned that all they could do is start locally, so they got a group of people, mostly women, together in the cafe.
Incredible Edible is about more than plots of veg. It's about educating people about food, and stimulating the local economy (pictured Vincent Graff and Estelle)
‘Wars come about by men having drinks in bars, good things come about when women drink coffee together,’ says Mary.
‘Our thinking was: there’s so much blame in the world — blame local government, blame politicians, blame bankers, blame technology — we thought, let’s just do something positive instead.’
We’re standing by a car park in the town centre. Mary points to a housing estate up the hill. Her face lights up.
‘The children walk past here on the way to school. We’ve filled the flower beds with fennel and they’ve all been taught that if you bite fennel, it tastes like a liquorice gobstopper. When I see the children popping little bits of herb into their mouths, I just think it’s brilliant.’
She takes me over to the front garden of her own house, a few yards away.
Three years ago, when Incredible Edible was launched, she did a very unusual thing: she lowered her front wall, in order to encourage passers-by to walk into her garden and help themselves to whatever vegetables took their fancy.
There were signs asking people to take something but it took six months for folk to ‘get it’, she says.
They get it now. Obviously a few town-centre vegetable plants — even thousands of them — are not going to feed a community of 15,000 by themselves.
But the police station potatoes act as a recruiting sergeant — to encourage residents to grow their own food at home.
Today, hundreds of townspeople who began by helping themselves to the communal veg are now well on the way to self-sufficiency.
But out on the street, what gets planted where? There’s kindness even in that.
‘The ticket man at the railway station, who was very much loved, was unwell. Before he died, we asked him: “What’s your favourite vegetable, Reg?” It was broccoli. So we planted memorial beds with broccoli at the station. One stop up the line, at Hebden Bridge, they loved Reg, too — and they’ve also planted broccoli in his memory.’
Not that all the plots are — how does one put this delicately? — ‘official’.
Take the herb bushes by the canal. Owners British Waterways had no idea locals had been sowing plants there until an official inspected the area ahead of a visit by the Prince of Wales last year (Charles is a huge Incredible Edible fan).
Estelle Brown, a 67-year-old former interior designer who tended the plot, received an email from British Waterways.
‘I was a bit worried to open it,’ she says. ‘But it said: “How do you build a raised bed? Because my boss wants one outside his office window.”’
Incredible Edible is also about much more than plots of veg. It’s about educating people about food, and stimulating the local economy.
There are lessons in pickling and preserving fruits, courses on bread-making, and the local college is to offer a BTEC in horticulture. The thinking is that young people who have grown up among the street veg may make a career in food.
Crucially, the scheme is also about helping local businesses. The Bear, a wonderful shop and cafe with a magnificent original Victorian frontage, sources all its ingredients from farmers within a 30-mile radius.
There’s a brilliant daily market. People here can eat well on local produce, and thousands now do.
Meanwhile, the local school was recently awarded a £500,000 Lottery grant to set up a fish farm in order to provide food for the locals and to teach useful skills to young people.
Jenny Coleman, 62, who retired here from London, explains: ‘We need something for our young people to do. If you’re an 18-year-old, there’s got to be a good answer to the question: why would I want to stay in Todmorden?’
The day I visit, the town is battered by a bitterly-cold rain storm. Yet the place radiates warmth. People speak to each other in the street, wave as neighbours drive past, smile.
If the phrase hadn’t been hijacked, the words ‘we’re all in this together’ would spring to mind.
So what sort of place is Todmorden (known locally, without exception, as ‘Tod’)? If you’re assuming it’s largely peopled by middle-class grandmothers, think again. Nor is this place a mecca for the gin-and-Jag golf club set.
Set in a Pennine valley — once, the road through the town served as the border between Yorkshire and Lancashire — it is a vibrant mix of age, class and ethnicity.
A third of households do not own a car; a fifth do not have central heating.
You can snap up a terrace house for £50,000 — or spend close to £1 million on a handsome stone villa with seven bedrooms.
And the scheme has brought this varied community closer together, according to Pam Warhurst.
Take one example. ‘The police have told us that, year on year, there has been a reduction in vandalism since we started,’ she says. ‘We weren’t expecting this.’
So why has it happened?
Pam says: ‘If you take a grass verge that was used as a litter bin and a dog toilet and turn it into a place full of herbs and fruit trees, people won’t vandalise it. I think we are hard-wired not to damage food.’
Pam reckons a project like Incredible Edible could thrive in all sorts of places. ‘If the population is very transient, it’s difficult. But if you’ve got schools, shops, back gardens and verges, you can do it.’
Similar schemes are being piloted in 21 other towns in the UK, and there’s been interest shown from as far afield as Spain, Germany, Hong Kong and Canada. And, this week, Mary Clear gave a talk to an all-party group of MPs at Westminster.
Todmorden was visited by a planner from New Zealand, working on the rebuilding of his country after February’s earthquake.
Mary says: ‘He went back saying: “Why wouldn’t we rebuild the railway station with pick-your-own herbs? Why wouldn’t we rebuild the health centre with apple trees?”
‘What we’ve done is not clever. It just wasn’t being done.’
The final word goes to an outsider. Joe Strachan is a wealthy U.S. former sales director who decided to settle in Tod with his Scottish wife, after many years in California.
He is 61 but looks 41. He became active with Incredible Edible six months ago, and couldn’t be happier digging, sowing and juicing fruit.
I find myself next to him, sheltering from the driving rain. Why, I ask, would someone forsake the sunshine of California for all this?
His answer sums up what the people around here have achieved.
‘There’s a nobility to growing food and allowing people to share it. There’s a feeling we’re doing something significant rather than just moaning that the state can’t take care of us.
‘Maybe we all need to learn to take care of ourselves.’