Cider has an amazing capacity to tear the fabric of time. I was at a mates BBQ yesterday and I drank 2 litres of liquid apples while consuming half a tonne of meat. I then fell asleep drunk, woke up, had another round from the BBQ and cracked into the lagers. Two days for the price of one.
Anyway, got down the allotment today to be told that our cabbages are the best on the allotment and everyone wants to know what variety we used. Apparently I am the king of the cabbage. After last nights drunken shenanigans I would say I’m the king of getting cabbaged.
The onions were ready to be pulled so I took ‘em up and boy, what a haul. Sixty six onions out of 100 sets planted. Not bad. I think the ratio was higher last year but these ones were monsters. Cheers mum for getting those.
The usual suspects.
