With hot weather forecast, we were up at our Chipping Norton allotment at 8am on Saturday. Our uncertain weather conditions meant we were hoping the fog and drizzle would pass, and it certainly did. By 10am it was sweltering!
David was on strimming duty this week. The edges of the plot were in dire need of a hair cut. My mission, as usual for this time of the year, involved the ongoing battle of the weeds. By the time we went home, our allotment was pristine and did indeed look like an example from a Mr Men storybook.
I love this time of year on the allotment. On the other hand, I don’t enjoy this time of year in the kitchen. When we’re almost ready to start reaping the benefits, I begrudge having to buy vegetables. However, soon we will soon be in full production, and this week saw the first of the mange tout arrive on the table.
We are more measured with mange tout sowings than we were before. Having discovered they are pretty horrible frozen and getting heartily sick of them for breakfast, dinner and tea, we now have successive sowings throughout the season. Reuzensuiker mange tout are prolific croppers!
Our biggest highlight this weekend was the discovery of baby calabrese heads. We are not good at calabrese! They generally get to the size of ping-pong balls and start to go to seed. Of course we’ve experienced this excitement before (several times), but never fail to be filled with optimism at this time of year. If you are a calabrese guru, please leave a comment if you have any idea what we might be doing wrong!
The first Bunyard Exhibition broad beans and Onward peas are expected to deliver next weekend, and our Greyhound cabbage are forming hearts. The perpetual spinach is growing like mad, and we have more lettuce than two people and dog can manage. And of course, the dog of course isn’t big on salad anyway! So in a couple of weeks I’m expecting to be allotment and kitchen happy.
Don’t forget the calabrese advice – we badly need it.