30 June 2010

Bringing home the Tupperware

Will they come out at full strength and meet their potential, or will they crumble and fail? Is red really the colour of success? Will Fabio want to cover them in cream? The whole nation has been on tenderhooks and as of Sunday we have all the answers.

Yes they have. No they haven't. Yes it is. And apparently he was busy with some sort of sports thing.

All three of the rescued plants are now doing well with some small green fruit slowly ripening, a fourth self seeded plant has dried out and died, despite recieveing the same care and attention as the others - regular watering, cutting back of excess folliage and as yet not even a drop of Organic fertiliser.

Here is the first eleven of the Elevated Agriculture stawberry patch team (you really couldn't make this up), picked on Saturday morning, these slightly misshappen crimson beauties were boxed up and transported to The Motorwerks for a taste test by Laura, Elie and the other lads lurking round the 'shop.

And no Laura, I can't grow Foxes Tripple Chocolate cookies on the balcony...

16 June 2010

Got any Polygonum Tinctorium? Sorted!

Of all the baggies passed illicitly in Hertfordshire Pubs, this one probably contained the most unlikely and in my eyes, most exciting of contents; 12 little black dots floating around in the bottom of the clear plastic square. I'm given some instructions on their use, warned about the side effects and promtly stash them in my wallet for a later date.

Wind forward a few weeks. I'm stood in the office of my employer, a fortune 500 company with a zero tollerance drink and drugs policy when the not so innocent looking baggie drops out of my wallet. Arse.

Thank goodness that www.wildcolours.co.uk label their bags well. It's not easy to explain away that I grown plants on a balcony at the best of times, and probably harder when being confronted with a mysterious baggie.

The item in question contains Polygonum Tinctorium, thats Japanese Indigo for non latin speakers and was slipped to me by "The Birdman" as part of his Ma course...I got out easy, he was looking for someone to grow flax!

The indigo will be planted before the end of the week, once I have scrounged an old seed tray and finely sifted the compost, which the seeds will be placed under a very thin layer of.

Demanding little sods...

9 June 2010

you messed up my mental health, I was quite unwell...

Gardening is considered by some mental health care professionals to be a great tool on the way to recovery from all sorts of psychological problems...you're out in the fresh air, concentrating on new life and new opportunities, the sun is shining.

The reality for me though has been that for the most part, actually going outside to plant something that I know I will either be eating alone, or will not see fully matured on the balcony has been too much.

Those of you that know me personally, through Twitter or on Facebook will be aware that my marriage has fallen apart; there is no longer a Mrs. M to share the crops as they come in or berate me for leaving the door open and treading compost into the carpets; and as a result the flat is for sale and I will be relocating, vegetables and all to the leafy idyll that is Chorleywood.

In the last week or so it became clear that I was moping, afterall, whatever I start here can come with me, I have lots of you now reading along, apparently well prepared to put up with my drivel, and the added bonus that between my parents and the occasional visits home from my brother, everything will get eaten and appreciated.

So from here on out, I am guaranteeing you at least one post a week (they may not be long and wordy, but they will be here), that all the pots will be filled with at least seeds and hopefully nice mature plants and that I will continue to grow edibles organically above ground even when I have access to a garden.

Thanks once again for listening to my nonsense (plant based or otherwise).

Much Love.


1 June 2010

Neither Red nor Dead

I'm unsure whether Strawberry Fields are forever, forever is afterall quite a long time, but I can say that the previously abandoned/unloved/rescued plants are in fine fettle.

Not quite red, but definitely not dead, the remainder of last years plants are now flowering nicely and entering the transition from flower to fruit.

I'll hold off the bulk purchase of clotted cream, but might have a dig at the back of the cupboard for some organic fertiliser, which along with a decent daily watering will see lots of lovely red fruit ripe for the picking.

Surely Eton Mess is only a mater of weeks away...if only you could grow meringue...