Saturday 4 August 2012

Saturday morning

And I ask you to rise, remove your hats and pay a moment's respect to some late, lamented friends.

RIP, tomato plants, victims of the blight.  Yes, all of them.  I'm gutted.  They were doing so well, so much fruit coming along.  I managed to save one little truss that is now on the window ledge.  Some of the tomatoes had started ripening so maybe . . . but this makes them very expensive tomatoes indeed.

Oh, dear.

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