Yesterday I got my wigwam built and my nice little Broad Beans planted.
Now I am especially proud of these Broad Beans. They have been grown from seed saved from our beans last year. Simply left on the plant to dry out in situ and then planted by me only a couple of weeks ago. They were planted in the polytunnel in toilet roll tubes on 18th March and within days of sowing they were showing signs of life, pushing their little beany faces to the light. Then yesterday I decided the time had come for them to come out into the big bad world. My nocturnal visitor in the polytunnel has taken a liking to their tasty little leaves. So the bed was prepared, the wigwam built (cue comedy moments with poles falling everywhere and me getting terribly tangled), when order was at last restored, with only the chickens and dogs witness to my ineptitude with bamboo canes, the wigwam was finally erected and placed in position with a baby Broad Bean plant at every foot. For now they are under little 'pop' bottle cloches to protect them from the cold nights we are having. The stone at every corner is me thinking ahead for once, and remembering the precarious picking positions we had to assume last year, so now we can put one foot on a stepping stone and one on the edge of the raised bed. ~
But don't worry I won't be going grey, in my efforts to swiftly pluck the offending grey hair out I must have pulled at least half a dozen brown ones out too. So by my reckoning if I pluck six brown to every one grey I should be bald by this time next year!! ~