We grow our own food in a suburban village in the North East of England. Follow us as we keep up the battle to be self-sufficient.
Monday, 10 February 2014
A late potato crop
We rather neglectfully failed to get in the crop of potatoes we put into Dad's allotment last year so yesterday, we headed up to Marley Hill to rescue what we could. We expected most potatoes to be rotten or, given the relatively warm weather, to be sprouting. We were pleasantly surprised. There were very few rotten potatoes, none had sprouted and the ground was not soaking wet, despite the long run of wet weather.
The potatoes are back at our house and we have laid them out on newspapers to let the soil on them dry out. Alas, the only place to lay them out is the hallway. Not the most convenient of locations but they need to be there for only a day or so before we brush off the dry soil and store the potatoes in a paper sack.
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