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forgive my self indulgence, but this is the first year we have had an allotment and today we dug our very first potatoes - it was like magic finding treasure under the ground...
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Posted by: saga | June 23, 2007 at 09:45 PM
Home grown potatos are the most wonderful tasting in all the world.
That is one thing I have missed, when in London, is enjoying the home grown potatos that my dad cultivated. Always wanted to grow some in a pot here but never remembered at the right times.
Regards Ever
John
Posted by: John Cooper | June 24, 2007 at 02:14 AM
They look good enough to eat!
Posted by: Holy Famoley | June 24, 2007 at 09:31 AM
Who would have thought that this is what it would come to after the bitterness of potato picking behind a tractor as a young lad all those years ago?!
Posted by: Dave Baker | June 24, 2007 at 10:28 PM
There's nothing quite like getting your finger nales dirty from working you r own plot and growing your own veges! Recently as a result of a group of us at church working through Ignition, a mission training workbook developed by Mark Sayers from Forge (and developer of the uber-excellent resource - The Trouble with Paris) here in Australia, we have entered in a partnership with a local community group to start a Community Garden in a low income area of the Central Coast in NSW. Government agencies are coming on board as well to get it off the ground - gardening is an excellent stress reliever and when done with other people, a great community builder.
Enjoy your spuds Jonny.
Any chance fo you ever coming to Australia?
Posted by: Greg the Explorer | June 25, 2007 at 04:10 AM
Now, my son, you know the Compost Christ ;-)
Posted by: Kester | June 25, 2007 at 02:29 PM
I was thinking more along the lines of a claymation version of Mel Gibson's flick titled "The Potato Passion."
Posted by: Becky | June 25, 2007 at 03:50 PM
How about a new rocky balboa film called "eye of the potato"?
Posted by: Greg the Explorer | June 26, 2007 at 08:13 AM
you're right, it's exactly like finding treasure.
ate our first potatoes today... they didn't even need butter they were so tasty. now that's living!
Posted by: jon birch | June 27, 2007 at 12:45 AM