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Can’t really see what I’m doing

25 August 2005

Yes, it’s that time of year again, when I deprive the slugs of my onions, pull them up and plait them together. The onions that is, not the slugs.

I gathered the not very impressive fruits of my not very impressive labours yesterday. I’m guessing that if I want onions the size of my head, I need to do more than shove the sets in the ground and walk off, saying, “see you in a few months”. I watered them and weeded them (when I really couldn’t put it off any longer) and they’ve presented me with a range of quite small to medium bulbs. Better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick I’d say.

I collected the onions from the garage between rain showers today and set about cleaning the dried mud and not-so-dried slugs and woodlouse off them. Hell, I even set the D50 up to take a picture of myself doing so. Shall I admit I took my glasses off for the photo, or shall I let you believe I can actually see what I’m doing here?

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