They have been thinned out to within an inch of their lives, leaves removed, branches chipped and chopped to let the light flood in, so the last of the summers sunshine and heat can ripen the fruits ready for storing away into my jars of yummy tomato goodness.
The stubborn ones that remain green will be turned to Green Tomato Chutney, equally yummy with a tang all of it's own.
Thank you to all of you who took the time and trouble to leave comments with suggestions for our new little piggys' name. The name came to me in a flash the minute I saw her. She is headstrong, determined, she stands her corner against Lulu and Lottie, who have been in residence for most of their little lives, and she struggled in Lovely Hubby's arms so dramatically as he unloaded her in a most unladylike way. At the moment she is fast asleep, basking in the sun after a breakfast of pig nuts, and a quick hose down to freshen her up after the strenuous day yesterday.
My toms look like yours at the moment so I'm taking that as a good sign! All the best, Karen.
ReplyDeletecan't wait to hear the name !
ReplyDeleteI used to look after my mother's partner's tomatoes. The smell of them now in a greenhouse is very nostalic remembering teenage years being asked to look after them if he & mum were away.
our toms have got the blight so its lots of chutney for us which is great as we do love it!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh how exciting, lovely to hear you talking like a mum with a new child! Enjoy!
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