The orange habanero is certainly more healthier looking with broad green waxy leaves. The chocolate habanero is a bit battle weary. Yet both plants have the tiniest of floo’ers forming.
There are also floo’ers forming on the others
Whilst I am not intending to plot world domination and flog stuff, I do want to establish a brand. An identity if you like. To be associated with all the goodies that get made and shared from the allotment.
Road tested it yesterday, with Rosemary being given to a loving home.
My thanks to @howarddoesart for the avatar.
Sampling Shakespeare: Henry IV part 2
Why oh why, is there a second half?
The redeeming feature of part one was Sir Anthony Sher as Falstaff. The theme continues with the second half. In the same vein as before, falstaff carries the show and Hal, takes his top off.
The titular Henry is a weakened feeble man, with even less stage time than the first instalment. Making the play feel even more cobbled together. What you have is falstaff having fun with his ladies of the night, and some other stuff occurring in parallel that Shakespeare peppers in when you have had enough of the one man show. We seem to forgotten the welsh, for one.
Just like the first one, this instalment really should be re-named.
Bluff prince Hal goes from being a tennis playing hooray Henry to a stiff, protocol pleading monarch. In about fifteen minutes. Fifteen long minutes, as his dad has a kip and makes the young prince mistake the slumber for death.
This is a play that is most certainly all about Falstaff. So the ending is heart wrenching. Hal, now Henry V, rebuffs Sir john his drinking buddy, and all too heartlessly. You want to smack him one, for the all the covering Flastaff has done for Henry’s behind. Falstaff does nothing, but you do wish he would box young hal’s ears.
And who, who pray, puts the king of England in a dress?!
Hal changes, from a leathers clad hot blood to a dress wearing fairy who at Christmas is going to sit on a tree. To be frank, that also happened to his dad in Richard II.
The question remains though. As to what kind of king Henry V will be.
I guess that is why there is yet another play….
There is garlic in there some place and lots of it. Planted through cardboard, which has sort of quashed the weeds. So it could be alot worse. Yes, I could have mulched, and I could have hoed it all down. You simply don’t, when you are trying to organise things. To be honest, I leave my allieums pretty much alone and let them do as as they wish. These were planted later than anticipated, and therefore yet to keel over all raffia like. It is starting to happen. In direct comparison, there is also garlic and onions in raised beds. Not so yellow, smaller bulbed, and starting to bolt. I have been snapping off seed heads. I plan to leave the garlic a little longer, so that it can start to go yellow and keel over.
There are three grapevines on the plot, and this is the first year that they have become leafy and sent out proper tendrils. They are still very young, and so therefore still establishing themselves. Not quite sure if we are likely to get any grapes this year, but we shall see. I can never remember if I have two red and one white. They are boskoop glory, and madeline sylvener.
The tomatoes are at assorted levels of development. Some are doing well in the raised beds, others are a bit more developmentally delayed in the clay. Whilst they ones in the open ground are flowering, are getting more foliage, they do seem a bit behind. All of the plants are being watered and fed so that they can all catch up. I have never knowingly sown and grown beefstake tomatoes. So would really like these to come off this year. There is also some brandywine and cherokee plants dotted around too. The yellow stuffer tomatoes are looking quite leafy as their flowers start to form.
A quick wander around the poly tunnel. My apologies for the weeds. We have the newly adopted black prince aubergines, settling in and flowering. At the back the happy for now habaneros are sat along the nagas. The dorset and bengle nagas are somewhat developmentally delayed having experienced some sun scorch and loosing their rather lush leaves. Nigel and the pretty purple are no more! I think the sweet pepper california wonder is going the same way. The crimson sweet watermelon is so far so good. I have attached to a cane, so that it can grow up, rather than out.
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