I just had a look at the link to the 'giant' strawberry and was disappointed as to how small it was! Was expecting to see something the size of a football (or even a tennis ball) rather than a ping-pong ball. I have had supermarket strawberries bordering on that size. Tasty it may be but you can get tasty with ordinary strawberries!!!
“Every day is ordinary, until it isn't.” - Bernard Cornwell-Death of Kings
I grew a 'giant' variety but I think I only had one or 2 duck-egg-sized fruit per plant and lost them over the winter so didn't bother again. It might have been this one:
Knowing the Japanese, each fruit will be inspected several times a day and instead of using straw to keep them off the ground, they will probably be using hand-made cotton wool, harvested from a particular cotton plant strain that has been in the family for over 700 years (ok, that last bit may be made up!)
A trowel in the hand is worth a thousand lost under a bush.
@pansyface weirdly a couple of days ago I was reading an article about pineapples used to demonstrate wealth in previous centuries! We must have read the same one, fascinating stuff. I''ll need to remember to whip out the rotten onions next time guests appear, I'm sure that'll do the trick...
@BobTheGardener aha, now that variety looks promising! I might get a plant or 2 and see what happens. Do you remember if the fruit taste was any good?. At the very least it'll annoy the squirrels, try getting one of those up a tree...
I'm off to start a mulberry and worm colony, to spin my own silk as bedding instead of straw
I was a child in the 50s ... not that long after WW2 really and things like tropical fruit were still scarce, particularly in rural Suffolk ... I remember the first time I saw a real pineapple as opposed to tinned slices. It was in a hamper of fruit which was the first prize for a raffle at a Congregational church fundraising jumble sale. Ma had bought a ticket but we never ever won anything ... but this day we did ... the Minister called out our number! I was so excited ... I would be eating this magnificent fruit ... except I didn't ...
Ma was so embarrassed at having won a prize that she told the Minister she didn't want it and he should draw another ticket for the first prize ... I'm not sure if I ever truly forgave her c:'(
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
For my Italian class this morning I was researching Italian superstitions. Seeing two nuns together is bad luck but a priest walking towards you is good luck. I wanted to find out what would happen if the priest coming in your direction was with a pair of nuns. I suppose you’d buy a lottery ticket but be very careful as you crossed the road on leaving the shop.
For my Italian class this morning I was researching Italian superstitions. Seeing two nuns together is bad luck but a priest walking towards you is good luck. I wanted to find out what would happen if the priest coming in your direction was with a pair of nuns. I suppose you’d buy a lottery ticket but be very careful as you crossed the road on leaving the shop.
Must have a lot of bad luck in a convent
“Every day is ordinary, until it isn't.” - Bernard Cornwell-Death of Kings
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Was expecting to see something the size of a football (or even a tennis ball) rather than a ping-pong ball.
I have had supermarket strawberries bordering on that size.
Tasty it may be but you can get tasty with ordinary strawberries!!!
@BobTheGardener aha, now that variety looks promising! I might get a plant or 2 and see what happens. Do you remember if the fruit taste was any good?. At the very least it'll annoy the squirrels, try getting one of those up a tree...
I'm off to start a mulberry and worm colony, to spin my own silk as bedding instead of straw
I was a child in the 50s ... not that long after WW2 really and things like tropical fruit were still scarce, particularly in rural Suffolk ... I remember the first time I saw a real pineapple as opposed to tinned slices. It was in a hamper of fruit which was the first prize for a raffle at a Congregational church fundraising jumble sale. Ma had bought a ticket but we never ever won anything ... but this day we did ... the Minister called out our number! I was so excited ... I would be eating this magnificent fruit ... except I didn't ...
Ma was so embarrassed at having won a prize that she told the Minister she didn't want it and he should draw another ticket for the first prize ... I'm not sure if I ever truly forgave her c:'(
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.