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The garlic are off and running in their recycled paper coffee cup pots.

ALBIGENSIAN WIGHT – (allium sativum – softneck). A large white garlic from South West of France. Grown here for the last seven years producing large bulbs, ideal for aioli and substantail cassoulets. Plaited “tresses” make a classic souvenir for tourists to the South of France. The garlic of the Cathars, 13th century heretics. Autumn plant for the best large green bulbs in early June or dry white and purple garlic the end of June.

IBERIAN WIGHT GARLIC – (allium sativum – softneck). If you want large bulbs, these are for you. Originating around Cordoba in South West Spain. Exceptional size and quality from Autumn and early Sping planting. Can exceed 5"/120mm. Large fat cloves with gusto suited to cassoulet and bouillabaisse. Keeps until December.

It may seem a lot 140 odd garlic plants from all the cloves , but I’m hoping they will help towards keeping the bugs away , as well as being good eating.

When four of Santa’s elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.

Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.

Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said very cheerfully, ‘Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn’t this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?’

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

Wishes his iwi safe times.

But maybe just maybe he’s fallen for a smile.

I wonder if they need any deck hand bush craft chef’s in their life ?

I’ve had enough of my job now, I really have, one of the only people I’ve ever had a common affinity with in my place of work is seriously considering throwing in the cards.

The petty bureaucracy at work has taken a bad turn again but this time it’s extracting the urine.

The last surviving member of my old team maybe leaving and I don’t want to be the soul survivor.

I know times are tight but I really feel no affinity or loyalty to my current employer and have felt distant from their ways and means for ages now.

I don’t find myself having anything in common with the organization or it’s validity for even longer.

It’s become top heavy with non-entities, failures in service and standards seem to have been able to rise to the top, and I do draw the analogy with effluent rising to the top.

The sycophants seem to be kissing butt all over the place and the so called middle management do nothing, to champion their staff, if there was a vote of no confidence, I’d be at the head of the queue.

They really are pathetically weak.

In my life al; I can say is ‘ It goes on ‘.

I will endure it , because at the current time , no one at “Ascobury” supermarkets is taking any shelf stackers.

I will not be doing anything drastic but I ‘m a v fortunate position unlike many others in that my finances are good , maybe a home study course in organic gardening.

I will leave it to my ‘smile’ to train me in being crew

In the meantime it’s back to being a hippy planting stuff.

Thanks to Matron for my Rhubarb [ NB not around for at least two years for those that want some of my produce.

In the meantime , please excuse the religious types for hi jacking , the pagan festival of Yule and I wish you all a happy Solstice for the weekend.

No cash or wrapping paper required , just a seasonal greeting

Found a new web site , that sells seeds in sensible amounts for as little as 50p a packet

More Veg

So I now have

Edamame Bean ( Soya ) Besweet
Red Baron Onion
Endive Broadleaf Batavian
Chilli Numex Bailey
Rhubarb Victoria
Wild Rocket
Courgette Crookneck
Courgette Sicilian Long White

And my Jerusalem Artichokes arrived this morning , I ordered 10 but 13 came.

My Potato ‘ Pixie ‘ , chosen after the arrival of ‘Pixie’ George earlier this year , will be delivered in the new year.

So that’s the garden sorted for seeds for next year.

Just got to await my Bright Lights Beet and my Purple Haze Carrots , I missed having carrots this year.

And next year i intend to eat more of my produce rather than giving most of it away.

Well it’s not the best time of year in the garden for growing things.

But my little box of garlic arrived today from ‘ The Isle of Wight ‘ today several different variations.

How excited was I, even the delivery man wondered why so many people are having it delivered, thankfully I was here, I half imagined my house mate thinking, mmmm garlic and him cooking it off.
I never realised how many varieties there are and only they will go some way towards organically keeping the bugs n stuff away from the plants when they grow next year.

I bulb of Early Large Purple Wight
I bulb Lautrec Wight
1 bulb Iberian Wight
1 bulb Provence Wight
2 bulbs Solent Wight
2 Cloves Elephant Garlic , I’ve never seen bulbs that big , I clove is almost the same size as a normal bulb.
1 bulb Albigensian Wight
1 bulb Chesnok Wight

So I’ll be alright for garlic next year touch wood, the Provence and Lautrec are already out in their recycled pots, 12 Lautrec cloves and 10 Provence so that’s two beds sorted for bug cleansing.

Apparently the Provence almost matches the Elephant garlic, which ca grow to 7 inches in size and the Lautrec is revered by chef’s in France and it is known as the ‘ ail de cuisine, roughly translated the garlic of kitchens.

The rest will get done in the next couple of days .

My bro , decided to help me out and finish off the Pergola before the bad weather sets in.

Picasso eat your heart out.

A there was no builders crack to be seen anywhere.