The rest of the spud bunker has been emptied, the spud bunker repaired (an excellent bodge, if I say so myself) and the Christmas (yes, I said the C word) potatoes are in. The tomatoes are gearing up for their last great hurrah and all the oinions and shallots have been pulled and are gently drying out. The second lot of peas are up and running- fingers crossed we have a long summer. Purple sprouting broccoli and kale are putting on weight ready for next year, as are the leaks. Final carrots have gone in. This is why I need 6 weeks holiday in the summer. And I haven't even started painting the windows.
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Sunday, 13 August 2017
The Garden Makes Its Last Big Effort, and I Say the C Word
The rest of the spud bunker has been emptied, the spud bunker repaired (an excellent bodge, if I say so myself) and the Christmas (yes, I said the C word) potatoes are in. The tomatoes are gearing up for their last great hurrah and all the oinions and shallots have been pulled and are gently drying out. The second lot of peas are up and running- fingers crossed we have a long summer. Purple sprouting broccoli and kale are putting on weight ready for next year, as are the leaks. Final carrots have gone in. This is why I need 6 weeks holiday in the summer. And I haven't even started painting the windows.
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