Lance Percival, an English comedian, of a bygone era (That was the week that was), brought out a song about veges, that has long been a favourite of mine.
Some of it went,
My sister Jean's always eating Beans
My little brother Leeks
I just saw Ma eat a piece of Garlic
Everybody duck when she speaks
So, Lettuce get us to the church by half past two
and if you like Beetroot I'll be true to you
There is more but I'll spare you, I wonder if any other ex Pom remembers that ditty. Well no matter, It's just that you'll all be having to duck when Roger speaks when you next see him, as his Garlic harvest has been the best ever. Hopefully it lasts the whole year. (The garlic not the bad breath). You may remember that I wrote a bit about growing Garlic after I went to a Phil Dudman talk at the Nambour garden show. My Garlic was already growing well by then, I had planted Italian Red in my large wicking bed, an old fibreglass ex shower / bath cubicle. The garlic planted was from the best that I had grown the previous year (al la Phil - plant the best, eat the rest). Being in a wicking bed it got good levels of moisture all the growing season and food was supplied by horse manure. It took very little looking after, no pests touched it and apart from weeding to allow no competition it was just a matter of filling up the water reservoir weekly. As you will see from the photos I have a lot of very good sized bulbs. These are now hanging under the veranda out of the rain (ha ha, remember that?). I just wiped most soil off the bulbs and hung them as is without washing. They will be cleaned as they get used.Notice the resident Magpie trying to get a feed of worms, he got quite a few before I covered the top of the soil with manure again to stop him. He has about four worms in his beak here! I will be saving the biggest and best cloves to plant for next years crop. I will also try to get some decent sized cloves of the other types which are suited to our climate.
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