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