Monster courgettes are giving me nightmares
Published 20/07/2016 | 02:30
I badly need to find ways to use up our courgettes.
While we were away on holidays, the garden took a growth spurt.
With one exception, the stuff close to the house wasn't too bad but we have some fruit bushes down the garden which went wild.
I spent the guts of an hour wearing near-biohazard clothing to protect from the stings, prickles and stickies of nettles, thistles and robin-run-the-hedge, respectively, to get to the raspberries.
It is amazing the rounds you will go to pick your own fruit. Sure, it tastes better that what you can buy commercially but it seems deeper than that. Maybe it's a throwback to hunting/gathering, which is how women and men have procured food for 90pc of the time we've been around.
Up the garden, the garlic, onions and peas all did well.
First chance Robin got, he dug the garlic and turned the tops on the onions. One day, Ruth picked and shelled some peas and they were delicious barely boiled and dotted with butter but it was a modest yield for a lot of hard work so we've gone back to eating them fresh off the plant.
The exception I referred to above are the courgettes.