The inspectors arrived, aka my dad and his wife Sue. (gulp) I was nervous that mtp would measure up to their strict standards and that it would pass the series of rigorous tests they had in store – such as: Did I have the correct space between plants (failed). Had I checked for cabbage white caterpillar eggs (passed). Did I know which variety of potatoes I had planted (passed). Could I sucessfully identifying small holes in turnip seedlings as Flea Beetle (failed)
Oh well.. you can’t win them all. Now armed with Dad’s ‘Vegetable Expert’ books (passed on from father to daughter) mtp is sure to pass with flying colours next year!