The first of the snowdrops are up, my daffodils are romping away - I can almost believe that spring will actually arrive. But it's the seed potatoes that are really firing me up.
The first of the snowdrops are up, my daffodils are romping away - I can almost believe that spring will actually arrive. But it's the seed potatoes that are really firing me up.
I can't resist buying seed potatoes, and have bought three batches already. Top of my list was my favourite variety, 'Charlotte', is one of the best-tasting, most delightfully textured potatoes available. I simply can't do without it.
Then, out of sheer curiosity I purchased a couple of packets of seed potatoes from my local 99p shop. It doesn't do to be snooty, after all. They are tiny, but seem healthy enough. It will be fascinating to see how abundantly they crop.
Finally, I found a garden centre selling Scottish, certified seed potatoes loose, by the kilogram. Heaven! So, of course, I left the garden centre laden with bags. I wish more garden centres would sell them like this. I bought just the right amount to fit the rows on my plot, and chose just the best-looking tubers.
The weather is still cold, so I will drape my trays of seed potatoes with mesh and fleece to minimise the risk of frost damage. But I daresay I'll buy more in the coming weeks - it's a kind of addiction with me...
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