12th
August 2006
Blight.
Who invented it? It's rubbish! It's ruining our tomatoes! Also, it seems
that some creature has decided to eat our sweetcorn without our permission.
Where's Dick Dastardley and Muttley to catch them bloody pigeons?
Tim
had been up the plot earlier than I had today and cleared all the weeds
and brambles that were at the bottom of our plot. We just had to go through
the remnants of the bonfire we'd had. The soil within the bonfire pile
looked great. We'll have to burn things more often.
After
pulling up all my bush tomatoes, because they had all caught tomato flu,
I gathered up all the un-blighted tomatoes in the vain hope that they
might ripen. I then helped Tim who was cutting the foliage off the maincrop
potatoes so that the potato skins will hopefully harden a little. We also
cut some of the brambles back that had been growing through the fence.
Tim
put some canes in with the raspberry plants to support them. It looked
really good after he'd finished putting them in. It was like a wall of
fruit. We'd been meaning to do this for ages but just never got round
to it. Tim also tried digging the ground a bit to try and transplant a
grapevine we found. The ground was so hard and dry that one of the prongs
of his fork bent back.
We
also found a little stowaway in the greenhouse in the way of a frog. It
must be drawn to the pool of water that just doesn't drain away. We had
done well and went home to eat some Swiss Chard. |