Published 20/10/2011 | 05:00
•Well, that's it. The Indian summer we were promised is not going to happen. The first frost has just struck and I think I can hear the sound of lettuce complaining. Bitterly?
It was. I just went out and spoke to them -- some of the hot air that people often mention. It didn't help. They want to come inside but I explained that I could not bring their whole living quarters inside and that I was going to have to kill them and put them in a plastic bag in the fridge.
They are thinking about it. I have given them until 4.40 this afternoon to decide, as the forecast is for a severe frost tonight. I guess it's tough being a lettuce. Having read that plants and trees can feel, I am also not entirely happy about the situation.