Finally, finally, finally – the strawberries are beginning to ripen. I’ve been out picking, eating the odd berry as I go (as you do) and donating the slug attacked fruits to the mother blackbird trying to feed two fat babies.
I only have a small raised bed and if it’s not netted the birds eat the lot. I grow Elsanta and Sonata but, the best flavoured strawberries that suit my growing conditions here in East Anglia (neutral soil, fierce drainage, low rainfall) happen to be a Scottish variety called Red Gauntlet. It has an intense almost perfume-like flavour and is very sweet.
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Oh look, what do we have here? Somebody is off to the tennis with her friends.
Old muggins me isn’t going to Wimbledon, but no worries, I’ve got a consolation prize!
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