"Gardenjunkie" wrote in message
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How many of us real traditional gardeners are left?
You know the ones that save seeds at the end of every summer and
religiously sow them at the begining of the next year and on through to
spring.
The ones that dig over their vegetable patch every year.
Yes and those that spread that heavily scented (or stink as my dear
wife calls it) compost on their veg patch every autumn.
And those of us that still grow rhubarb, gooseberries and all manner of
soft fruits.

I do the above.

Those that actually use their greenhouse as a greenhouse. All those
lovely fuchsias, stopped and mollycoddled, to create a perfect plant.

I don't do that because I don't have a greenhouse. I don't coddle fuchsias.
The only plants I coddle are trees in the early stages after planting. They
will be there long after I am dead. Fuchsias won't be.

And rows and rows of fuchsia cuttings rooting in a mixture of peat and
sand.
And yes I will be out there Christmas day, rain, sun, snow or whatever,
sowing my broad beans.
Who else will???

I won't be because it'll be way too hot to plant broad beans. They will be
planted in March, and if not then, then they'll be planted in August or even
in September.