Wednesday, 28 April 2010

The Unbearable Optimism of Vegetable Gardening

In October last year I walked away from my veg plot and greenhouse a broken man. My crop had been rubbish. The veg had been burnt, drowned, starved and frozen; planted in the wrong place, in the wrong soil, at the wrong time; messed about by moles and Bobby, eaten by sparrows and pigeons, rabbits and caterpillars, slugs and snails; attacked by beetle fly, root fly; anything that fucking flies. The days of the Thornton Heath allotment bounty and Tooting patio groaning with tomatoes seemed someone else's past.

Yet here I am 5 months later fully loaded up with seeds and a short memory. So here's a pre-war inventory of this year's expected crop and we'll count them all back in again come October.

Rhubarb, raspberry, blackcurrant, redcurrant, gooseberry, chives, thyme, rosemary, coriander, mint, sage, carrots, figs, pears, plums, garlic, artichokes, runner beans, beetroot, spinach, chard, fennel, turnips, spring onions, new potatoes, pink-fir apple potatoes, cucumbers, leeks, courgette, squash, chillies, tomatoes and 10 types of lettuce.

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