Although I'm told that the parsnips should be OK left in the ground for a while yet, I wanted to dig them up to be ready for spring and I will be giving away many of them to friends and family. It's a good job I have plenty of friends to give them to, because even I couldn't eat this lot before they started going bad and I don't have room in my freezer to save them in any way. Not only that, the local rats have taken a liking for them and it would be a shame to loose them.
|The worst rat munched parsnip|
But what a haul though, all manner shapes and sizes, no two parsnips are remotely the same in looks or size. None are worthy of the 'Best in Show' table, not even worthy for the supermarket shelf, but they taste far better than Tesco's finest, of that I'm sure. I did think that the box I brought with me would be big enough, clearly I was wrong. I did park as close to the allotment gates as I could, but it was still quite a walk to the car with about 30kg at the very least and to think that I had this lot in my back pocket once, in seed form of course.
Throughout all my time on the plot today, I had the company of two robins flitting backwards and forwards, pecking at the bugs in the soil that I had just turned over and for those of you who have read my last blogpost, no toads or any other animals were harmed in the making of this post. Till next time and thanks for reading.