We made the mistake of planting a marrow-sort-of-thing (the carribean old-timers call it 'Quash') nearish to our tomatoes - just as the tomatoes started to ripen, this Cthulu-esque mass of thrashing tendrils erupted from the ground and strangled the toms on a matter of days. Timed perfectly to coincide with our holiday. We've now got no toms, but metre-long marrows the thickness of my thigh, piling up in the bath becasue we've nowhere else to put them.
Earlier in the year we had good potatoes, quite good runner beans, though they struggled at first, and broad beans went very well. we've also got some Waldmeister (woodruff, I think) so I can steep it in vodka and have dreams about being a werewolf again...
And Kohlrabi is amazing, and grows brilliantly just about anywhere.
We made the mistake of planting a marrow-sort-of-thing (the carribean old-timers call it 'Quash') nearish to our tomatoes - just as the tomatoes started to ripen, this Cthulu-esque mass of thrashing tendrils erupted from the ground and strangled the toms on a matter of days. Timed perfectly to coincide with our holiday. We've now got no toms, but metre-long marrows the thickness of my thigh, piling up in the bath becasue we've nowhere else to put them.
Earlier in the year we had good potatoes, quite good runner beans, though they struggled at first, and broad beans went very well. we've also got some Waldmeister (woodruff, I think) so I can steep it in vodka and have dreams about being a werewolf again...
And Kohlrabi is amazing, and grows brilliantly just about anywhere.