After several weeks of neglect following our temporary move away from Lawson Park, the Kitchen Garden looked a tad forlorn when I started my tidy-and-harvest session today. There were - surprisingly - quite a few passers-by despite the drizzle, but I do miss having the cats around when I'm there now - they however think nothing of their wild former home as they lounge among the central heating in our new place.
The Honesty Stall would have done good business had I anything green to spare for sale.
So - on the 31st December 2007 we harvested a basket of the following:
Turnip 'Golden Globe' (growing in the polytunnel)
Mixed salad (also in the tunnel)
Black radish 'Hamburg' (insanely hot to taste)
Parsnip 'Tender and true'
Brussel sprout 'Cavalier'
The worst weather here is yet to come, but I'm still justifiably chuffed with this for a Hogmanay haul...
Here's a drawing of life at Lawson Park by my talented niece Emma Quinn, who seems to have pictured the pigs as angels looking down on the human and feline inhabitants.
A go at the massive Lawson Park compost bins today revealed a tremendous worm community within the layer of shredded art junk mail within.
With the added pathos of God-awful weather last Monday, Lawson Park was emptied in readiness for the big refurb to start.All we have left behind are the mortal remains of the 2 Grizedale pigs, curing on a rafter in the upstairs bedroom to put off any would-be squatters.
The team from the movers Steeles packed with awesome speed, so much so we worried that the cats might be in one of the boxes. But they weren't, they're safe and well and relishing the centrally-heated temporary accommodation.