The other Sunday I went to a Potato fair. Cycling across the hills of South London in a sharply cold wind was not the best and when I got to the fair, which I thought would just be a few people looking at some tatties, I had to fight to get near the potatoes, elbowing my way past middle class voices wondering whether to get Pink Fir or Charlotte. A sign of the new trendiness of the allotments.
Anyway I managed to pick up most of what I wanted.
So I got ,
Vale Emerald, first early, 9 of those
Royal Kidney, second early salad, 15
Belle de Fontenay, early main salad, 10
Maris Piper, main, 11
King Edward, late main, 5
Golden Wonder, late main, 10
that's 60 in total, which is probably about three beds worth.
If there are no potato fairs out there, try Thompson and Morgan's potato section, it's quite good but you have buy a score at a time, usually.
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