Well, the winter was with us this weekend. With turnips now appearing in our weekly veg box, it can only be a matter of time before sprouts spring up (heaven forbid!) And with the dark nights eating up the day, my plans are already afoot for next year's garden.
This year was spent sorting out my book, and as much as next Spring will be spent writing the next, the plot isn't going to suffer (the veg not the story... I hope!). But I'm going to return to basics. None of this 'trying to grow six types of chilli unsuccessfully' malarkey - instead I'm going to focus on the basics, which made last year so succesful to me. I really missed my courgettes and the countless runner beans that prospered on the slopes of Crystal Palace. I might even rope in a friend to help - a plot halved is a plot solved eh?
Well, maybe not, but I can live in hope. And Anything but Sprouts can be truly up and running again!