Aren't rows of growing 🥔 potatoes a glorious sight?
I can remember visiting Ireland 🇮🇪 in the nineteen sixties and seventies and you would see that each farm seemed to have a field full of vegetables growing for themselves and Cow Cabbages for the cattle and Mangolds for the horse.
Nowadays it's normally a "Blow In" like myself who probably owns a polytunnel and reads his John Seymour Self Sufficiency bible. What a great man and if there is an Heaven, me John, George Best and Phil Lynott are going for a pint and a chat.
We are having a barbeque on the new recycled patio tomorrow night. It's supposed to be 21x degrees. Life is really good down on the Irish Riviera at the moment.
Shall we have a sing song about potatoes? Here's one of my favourites. Enjoy:
A grand sight
ReplyDeleteIndeed GZ. I love new homegrown potatoes.
ReplyDeleteJust needs some butter and parsley now
ReplyDeleteOr Mint for the new potatoes and the Mojitos JayCee.
ReplyDeleteNothing compares to new spuds straight from garden to pot.
ReplyDeleteTotally agree Tigger. Homegrown, freshly dug and you can peel their skins with a finger nail.
ReplyDeleteThere should be more songs about potatoes. There are far too many about love, wanting love, losing love etc.. Love is all very well and good but you can't eat it. You need spuds.
ReplyDeleteI immediately thought of that song when I read about Praeties. It's a very old favourite.
ReplyDelete"Mashed Potato Time"-Dee Dee Sharp.
ReplyDelete"Potato Head Blues" - Louis Armstrong
ReplyDelete"Potato Pete"- Betty Driver. " Would you like some of Betty's lovely Hotpot or a pint of Newton and Ridley Bitter YP?"
ReplyDeleteI'll tek both Ken!
DeleteWhich character do you never see? Willy Heck Us Like!
DeleteThat's a wonderful sight! A years worth of spuds there?
ReplyDeleteThanks River. We should get a month or so out of the new potatoes.
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