Pennards Potato Days are a new thing for me, though I've picked up heritage tomato seeds from them for a few years now, either online, or at shows. All of my best and most flavoursome tomatoes have come from them, from the legendary Wapsipinicon Peach to the sumptuous Cherokee Purple.
Alas, neither of these were available so I pick up a Krim, a red Beefsteak and couple of other meaty purple/black mediums. That should do me.
Potatoes, I went for Casablanca for my 1st early, Athlete for my Salad, British Queen for my 2nd early, and Mayan Gold for my maincrop
Sweet Peas I went proper Barbie with Just Jenny and Mumsie.
Others I got some Oca, Elephant Garlic and Jerusalem Artichoke, plus some rainbow chillis and some rainbow radishes as my radishes got a bit dull last year.
The set up is a proper IKEA one-track queue, a clockwise shuffle around the community centre hall where potato tips are swapped and friendsa and colleagues suddenly outed as allotmenteers.
I hadn't decided where to put the potatoes this year, but when I went up to the allotment, it was obvious. I'd lacked earth for earthing up last year, so let's go for the corner where my predecessor stacked up black bags of couch grass and piles of turf. I dug out the rubbish and flattened the heaps. It's rough at the moment but it'll be ready when my potatoes are.
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