Hello there, fellow Irish and Welsh heritage.
I’ve created this topic because I feel the need to share my experiences and tribulations with this year’s and other year’s grow, without clogging up the main topic threads with non-relevant comments.
My Road to Being a Covert Cannabis Grower
I emigrated from England in 2009 to live in a rented tumbledown cottage and 1+1/2 acres of scrubland, field rushes and bog in the north of Ireland.
Things were tough but I managed to survive until I took a stroke (Irish for stroke: a wee touch) in 2012. All of the progress I made on the land soon reverted back to rushes, rushes and more fecking rushes.
For a year I wallowed in my misfortune and embraced the black depression.
Then by chance, I found a way forward and inspiration through woodworking with a scroll saw:
Just as I was getting really good and ready to make some real money; a second stoke/touch occurred.
This one was rated as mild.
To fecking who?
Not me.
It was devastating.
Feck the advice, which while informative, had been totally useless.
It’s was time to be a Sapper.
Heal thyself.
My first experience of cannabis was in 1976 when I was 21 years old and on a wild birthday party in Belize City. It was indescribable. However, due to heavy army penalties, I didn’t try it again.
Fast forward to 2017.
During a Happy Hour smoke break, I was offered part smoke in a joint.
I got a buzz.
The smoke was rank and I didn’t feel happy.
And this was the “BIG BANG”.
GROW YOUR OWN!