Am still waiting:
There have been only 3 that have turned on the vin.
I are one, to check. Small, sweet. A different shade of red, compared to shop bought. These are more orangey, than letter box red.
I have one! After Gladys, the butternut that wasn’t; we have a cobnut.
This is a cobnut squash, and it is growing up rather than out. I did this purely because I didn’t want slimers eat them. I did this with Gladys too; with less success.
I counted about 8 fruits, at varying stages of development. The one above; I very nearly missed. I only went into the foliage to double check.
A lovely surprise; as this is a squash that has been largely ignored. Didn’t think anything had been pollinated.
“Is the allotment open, go down there a minute.”
Pops had a brain wave. I didn’t ask for one, but he had had one.
The poly tunnel needs a pathway inside. Pops has constructed one. Three planks of wood, and joined together with stakes forming what pops described as ‘horns’.
First he wanted to level the inside.
Then he put the plank down, making sure that the horns were bedded down so that they could be covered with dirt.
And he made sure it was nice and level. All very snug. I’m under instructions to make sure that add dirt to the edges and way it down.
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