Allotment Garlic Goings On

Our garlic did well this year, and between the ones planted in the garden in case they didn’t like the allotment, and the allotment ones that seemed very happy, we had quite a harvest. Given that we don’t eat that much garlic, I thought I’d plait it and hang it up in the kitchen where at least it would look pretty.

Have you ever tried plaiting garlic? The ‘ingredients’ alone are pretty daunting: scissors, an old toothbrush, a couple of bath towels and a knife as well as a dozen or more garlic bulbs.

Well, I tried. And failed. And so our garlic is hiding in a mesh basket in the shed, where it is cool and dry and the mess I made of it can’t be seen. After all, nobody will know what it looked like when they eat it, will they?

The reason I was plaiting garlic instead of doing something more useful and nurturing like picking beans or raspberries, is that we have an outbreak of swine flu in the house and while I know I should be at the plot: watering cucumbers, feeding tomatoes and generally tidying up, it would seem hard-hearted beyond belief to head off to nurture vegetables when Himself needs nurturing at home. And before you ask, no it’s not Man-Flu, it’s the genuine, full-blown swinish article and he has it badly, poor chap.

So here's the last photo I managed to take before we became a plague house ... our marigolds!

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