When the rooftop tomatoes are gone so too is the heat and the bright light
Black Russian, Old Rose, Green Zebra… Things have come some way from pallid English salads. Though I love a butterhead lettuce, tomatoes are now as likely multishaped and multicoloured, more intensely flavoured.
Plot 29 started with tomatoes, trying to find a home for a few competitive colleagues to grow together, to redefine our roles, get a bit muddy, grow special things in a special place. Now it’s just me and, more occasionally, Howard, though my tomatoes are grown at home because August and September tend to signal rain and reawaken blight on the site.
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