The recent blast of inferno-like conditions has hit us at a rather handy moment, as we've hoiked up all that remained of our autumn-planted allium crops and got them in the shed drying out. From past experience, autumn-planted onions don't store anything like as well as their spring-planted counterparts (why is that, by the way?), but we don't have enough of theme for this to be an issue- we'll have scoffed them all sharpish.
Onions are something that we grew a tonne of at Nunsmoor allotments as they took up a healthy amount of what was a pretty enormous plot, and, like a good woman, they're relatively low maintenance. We're still growing them, but in far reduced quantities due to our diminished acreage. Frankly, I've never thought "wow, what an onion!" after eating a home-grown onion, so we could probably give them up in favour of more impactful crops, but I do like to grow them.
|Look how happy garlic makes me feel.|
Here's a quick tour of the plot (link here for those who can't access the embedded vid: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MSFgFFJVtc )