Posts Tagged ‘spinach’

Fried, boiled, roasted. Yeah, whatever!

Monday, July 20th, 2009

How many potatoes can one person eat? Granted, when I ate my first new potato I was in raptures; in fact, I became a bit of a potato bore. Now however, I’m sick of the bloody things. Ditto spinach. I am also sick of being attacked by triffids and other wicked creatures. This weekend I was getting down and dirty with my carrots when I felt three little pricks around my midriff. I now have three itching lumps on my stomach. I feel it’s only a matter of time before a family of spiders bursts out in an Alien stylie.

Bless you

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

My eyes are the size of rice crispies and my nose is besieged by snot. Oh, the joys of June, hay fever season. Allotment duties are dangerous – sharp instruments and violent bouts of sneezing are not good companions. In fact, the other evening I was up there on watering duty when I ┬álet rip, tripped over and fell into the water butt. Apart from swallowing a few waterboatmen, I am fine. By the way, my vegetables are looking beautiful, thanks to fellow allotmenteer, Joe. Joe is an Italian with hair the consistency of a brillo pad and a penchant for double-entendres. However, he’s also an award-winning gardener and has a raft of top tips up his cap sleeved t-shirt. eg, cockleshells deter slugs. I have sprinkled said shells all around my tender green stuff and, reluctant to rip apart their undercarriages for the sake of a leaf supper, the slugs are staying away. I have now tasted the first of my spinach and I can tell you, it’s delish.