I finally planted my last spuds this weekend. I started with 28, gave six to mum. My last nine went in yesterday. (Not that many, I know, but I only have a tiny garden and most of them are in upturned half grow bags.)
Horray - finally planted them all (and I had just enough bags too!) :D
But then I found another bag of spuds that I'd completely forgotten about. Wiljas. Where the h*ll am I going to put them? ??? :-\
Only then I woke up. Phew. that last part was a dream. ;) I was seriously panicking otherwise. Trying to think who I could give them to!
Do you have gardening dreams?