The Right Tools for the Job? - Mattocks and Azadas
by Simon Drummond
There has been some talk about these in UK gardening
circles since this article originally appeared in
the Smallholder and the Allotment and Leisure Gardener
magazines in 1999. Recently, there has been quite
a few posts in our forums from satisfied customers
of Simon who has kindly allowed me to reprint his
article here.
You can find out more and buy these on his web site
Get Digging
Well, as they say, Spring is here again. Many people
by now will have been along to their local hardware
store or garden centre eyeing up the rows of seductively
gleaming tools. But how many people ask themselves
whether that spade, fork, hoe or whatever is the most
efficient tool for the job? Why do we accept unquestioningly
that the only way to work the soil is to spend our
time bent double subjecting our bodies to the most
appalling mistreatment and then complaining about our
bad back and aching joints? Could the reason possibly
be that deeply ingrained in our subconscious we harbour
the conviction that if it hurts it must be good for
us and that a good Englishman's back, like his upper
lip should be properly stiff?
"So what's all this rather heretical talk leading
up to?", I hear you asking. "Who is this
upstart who dares to challenge the supremacy of the
good old English spade? What would become of England
without all those stalwart figures bent double, grunting
and sweating as they do battle with the soil in allotments
and smallholdings all over the country?" Well,
in reply, let me pose another question: "Why do
millions of people in countless countries all over
the world do it so differently?"
From S. America to Europe, from Africa to China, the
everyday tool they reach for is not the spade but a
very different implement rather like a broad bladed
mattock. Try one of these tools and you soon see why.
Suddenly much of the effort disappears, the pushing,
the jarring, the bending and lifting along with the
dreaded backache. On a little reflection the logic
becomes apparent. The action of these tools radically
differs from that of, say, a spade. Instead of physically
ramming the blade into the ground, it enters under
its own impetus using an easy swinging motion. Instead
of the jarring of impact being transmitted up through
wrists, elbows, shoulders etc., it is absorbed almost
entirely by the tool. Finally, you find you are working
from a much more upright position instead of lifting
and straining while bent double and subjecting your
back to such appalling strain.
I first became familiar with these tools when I lived
in Spain and Portugal, involved in agriculture and
soil surveying. I soon noticed that farmers used them
for everything from cleaning between the grapes, digging
irrigation ditches to planting a wide range of crops.
They are also used in other sectors including construction.
Use them for mixing cement and again - it's so much
easier. I call these tools by their Spanish name, Azadas,
but obviously they have as many different names as
there are
places where they are used. I later spent several years
in Venezuela and again saw farmers using Azadas.
My son recently returned after working on a wildlife
project in Kenya, clearing tracks through the bush.
He used the same tools - there they call them "jembes".
If you keep an eye open while watching TV, (it helps!),
you'll soon notice them cropping up in programmes about
other countries - they're used across the world but,
amazingly, we don't use them here.
A couple of years ago I took on an allotment. My personal
patch of jungle had not been touched for years and
the first time I ventured onto it I wondered if I'd
ever see my wife and family again! I've now cleared
and dug about two thirds of it and am preparing for
another season of charitable work in aid of the world's
hungry masses. I refer of course to the slugs, carrot
flies, birds and countless other fellow creatures I
never dreamt so desperately needed my help. I have
done practically everything with my trusty Azadas and
can truthfully say that if I'd had to attempt it all
with a spade, my little friends would by now be looking
elsewhere for their free meal. I enjoy a bit of honest
toil but there are limits and I also have to face the
fact that I'm not as young as I once was. As you've
probably gathered by now, I'm a total convert to these
marvellous tools, so much so that I've now started
to import them and offer them here. If you're interested,
give me a call and I'll let you have some literature
and prices.
Simon Drummond supplies these tools
from his web site - Get
Digging - which is well worth
a visit for more information.
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