Eviction

7 May 2008

I had a feeling that you’re not meant to let old tubers grow … and when I checked in my books, I found I was right. So my male relatives may churlishly cheer, while the rest of you pansy-ass women can weep quietly at the eviction of this rogue potato. The haulm had already grown a couple of inches since I last photographed it, so it did seem a little mean to dig up the most robust and thriving thing in my patch. But baby, those are the rules. Fear not though, there are tiny signs of life elsewhere in the soil: a couple of broad beans are starting to show and several onions have sprouted, pushing bright green stems out beyond the papery brown skins.