Thanks for all these kind comments! We are handing Allotment 21 over to a new tenant on 1st January 2007 and today he has bought the greenhouse, shed etc. Spouse is thrilled as this gets him off the dismantling hook. Considering the time it took to build the thing I'm not surprised.
A new bloke is going to take over Allotment 21 from January 1st but he didn't seem keen to have the greenhouse and shed. I don't think Spouse or Steve would be willing to dismantle and move it so I have put up some posters in the hope that another plotholder will. Fingers crossed...
According to a survey in 2002 Brussels sprouts are Britain's most hated vegetable. Spouse refuses point blank to eat them.
No posts for a few days due to a trip to Edinburgh. Spouse pointed out all the Ian Rankin murder spots while I sampled Highland Park, Bunnahabhain and The Macallan in a noble effort to immerse myself in Scottish culture. The weather was wet, windy and quite sunny so I'm not sure what I'll find on the allotment in the morning.
Sister held a 'Venetian themed Murder Mystery evening' last night which involved cooking an Italian meal for eight. Sister doesn't do cooking and was horified to find that our local M&S didn't have eight portions of the same dish. Her solution was to buy three different ones and give her guests the choice. Concerned that she might forget who wanted what when they were delivered from the microwave, Sister gave everyone the outer sleeve as a visual reminder.
Blue seeds or not, we are finally getting a decent crop of carrots. The problem is getting to the allotment when it is still daylight. I need the carrots to improve my night vision but I can't see them to pick them... A big torch is going on our weekend shopping list.
Spouse drove up to the allotment after work on Friday to pick some parsley. It was dark, he didn't take a torch and wasn't sure where the parsley was planted.
The Kale Nero di Toscano is growing really well and once all the whitefly are washed off, Spouse cooks it up with garlic.
As Allotment 21 will be no more after December, I have been quite envious of other allotment bloggers planting up their garlic.
Only 8 weeks until the New Year and (I hope), a new cottage in deepest, darkest Herefordshire with a garden large enough to grow veg.
Baba ghanoush is off the menu after the frosts last week. I hadn't even noticed that the aubergine had fruited until this weekend when the shrivelled foliage revealed this rather sad specimen. Maybe next year...
