I have planted them all, and assembled a rag-tag collection of canes and twigs around the vegetable patch, to hopefully deter Kipper from trampling on them. Although a few splindly canes will not be much deterrent to a 7 stone Dalmatian.
In the end I planted:
- green and yellow courgettes
- Vivaldi potatoes
- elephant garlic
- purple sprouting broccoli
- butter lettuce
- a blackcurrant bush
I am hoping the to use the violets in my cup cakes, I shall have a go at crystalising the petals myself. And I was thrilled to get a blackcurrant bush, I searched everywhere for blackcurrants in the shops last year. I couldn't find any. I was hoping to make a Nigel Slater blackcurrant and mascarpone trifle. In the end I had to compromise and use blackberries, not the same, not as dark and juicy or as mouth-tinglingly sour.
I hope my kitchen garden survives. I bravely faced my worm phobia today. There are some absolute monsters in my garden, my dad always said there was. Unfortunately I think have probably doubled the wriggly population, given the number I inadvertently cut in half with my vigorous forking.
After an afternoon spent working in the garden, breathing fresh Spring air scented with herbs and damp soil, I am exhausted.