Having only just rid myself of the evil Russian vine, I now have a new beast to contend with.
Oh yes, it's here and blowing it's nasty white trumpet flower.
I've heard fearful tales about its promiscuity, with it's almost peacock like attitude when it flowers (look at me I'm gorgeous). But deep down I hear it is a monstrous force. "Roots like turnips" one scarred gardener said. "You need the most powerful weedkiller and use it on the leaves so that it absorbs it" said another.
Either way, I can see my hands will be full this autumn. Although given the power of this brute, I fear they may well be tied.
The Hapless Kitchen Gardener
- Hapless gardener
- I only feel hapless because some people make it look easy to grow 10 ft marrows or a banquet of greens whereas my courgettes got nabbed by killer slugs and I only got one raspberry. So tips and stories from people less hapless than I are more than welcome. As a disclaimer though, none of my comments should be taken as expert advice on which you can rely! © Unless stated otherwise, and with the exception of guest content where that guest retains copyright, all photos and posts are the copyright of Tom Carpen and may not be used without permission.