This my seem a bit lame to you, but these are my best carrots I’ve ever grown!
For some unknown reason I can never get them right. I follow all the rules but they never grow beautifully long. But this year I am not complaining, as I am made up with these fellas.
There is always a sense of trepidation as I pull them up, as carrot fly is a massive problem on our allotments. Oh that feeling of disappointment when your wonderful carrot has been ravaged and it full of big brown tunnels of doom. But the extra helping of ash over the soil must of helped keep those blighters away.
I have to stop myself pulling them out as I walk past, they are so sweet. And is it just me, but is pulling up a decent carrot one of the most satisfying feelings ever?