Rhubarb
The other day, I came across some rhubarb plant lurking on a low shelf in our local Pound Shop. Knowing, as I do, that Spuds loves nothing more than a good crumble, I snapped up three Victorias, and by that evening they were in pride of place at the end of our Squash bed, where I'm pleased to report that they are doing well.
Disappointingly, our Glaskin's Perpetual has proved a bit too delicious for its own good. The leaves have been nibbled by some unidentified parasite.
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