Posted: Tuesday 30 October 2012
by Pippa Greenwood
Last weekend I had to do something I don’t like to do - I bought some pumpkins. I did my best to be discreet and not get spotted, but it all went horribly wrong.
Last weekend I had to do something I don’t like to do - I bought some pumpkins. This has been the most disastrous year for cucurbits in my garden. The courgettes were very slow to get started and cropped poorly until just before the temperatures plummeted, the squash were the smallest I’ve ever grown and the pumpkins were disappointingly compact too.
As a result, I had to sneak into a supermarket and pop a few large pumpkins in the trolley ready for carving. I did my best to be discreet and not get spotted (as I invariably do, when I’m trying to buy something that everyone expects me to have grown myself), but it all went horribly wrong.
There was a massive mound of orange pumpkins in a box, but inevitably the best-looking ones were just below the top few. So guess who caused a pumpkin avalanche? They went rolling off in all directions, with me scuttling after them, head down, trying (unsuccessfully) not to be noticed.
Still, I managed to raise a few smiles and all the pumpkins that made a bid for freedom survived intact. So now, using some shop-bought pumpkins and some of my small but perfectly formed home-grown ones, we’ve done our carving. And much fun was had by all, creating a host of ghoulish grins and spooky spectres. I’d recommend pumpkin carving to absolutely everyone, young or old.
But next year, come what may, I am determined to grow more pumpkins of my own. I’ll cosset them all summer and cover them better to keep them snugger. It’ll be my year’s goal not to have to buy any pumpkins. And should all my hard work fail to bear fruit, then I’ll just have to persuade someone to go to the shop for me!
30/10/2012 at 10:42
Does it matter? at least Pippa tried to grow her own first before going to the Supermarket