Rob sent me this, this morning: “So, a couple of years ago, I put these four naughty little fellas in a scrappy plastic tray in my garden cold frame. They are rarely watered and have to endure extremes of hot and cold. They also have to endure listening to my words of love and encouragement to my nurtured and respected vegetables whilst they are ignored and ridiculed in equal measure. Well, guess what!? One of the little fellas has gone and flowered, putting the curly kale and vine tomatoes to shame. Big respect. These guys have now earned a place in the house. Come on in boys!”
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