My brother bought me an aquaculture kit for Chrimbo, which was rather decent of him. Essentially, it's a water tank, a timer, a tray with 'pots' of seed-infused foam and some grow-lights. It slotted together nicely and, after considerable thought as to where I might have a suitable surface not littered with books, DVDs, cassettes or more books, found it a home in the hall. I'd thought of having it in the living room but the light's a bit fierce and not one I'd be entirely comfortable with on an ongoing basis. Out in the hall I just get the indirect glow through the doorway (I've taken the precaution of setting the light timer to something approaching one or other of my usual sidereal rhythms). If all goes as the brochure says I shall be picking fresh basil in a month's time.
There is one drawback. I'm not sure that a man of my age should have anything in the house that involves the sound of a steady trickle of water through an irrigation system.
On reflection, this is probably a good thing: healthy eating and flushed kidneys. They pay pots for that sort of thing in health farms. I think we'll skip the coffee enemas, though.
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Why stop at Basil Kev? You could now have the full herbal range at your fingertips...
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I'm not sure that a man of my age should have anything in the house that involves the sound of a steady trickle of water through an irrigation system.
It's not just men that applies to! I had a good laugh.
delightful gift, sugar! do you cook a lot of dishes that require basil? xoxox
You'll never regret growing fresh basil in my opinion, Kev: the taste is a transportation of delight to a mediterranean holiday without ever having to get on a plane full of Liverpudlians.
Way to go, Kevverby. See me, I'm raddled after the hellish festivities - liver, lights and lungs all shot. Makes me realise what a waste the Thallasotherapie at Pornic was, carrot juice enemas and all. Being thoroughly worked over in the steam bath by the twig-wielder was worth it, though.
Lots of fresh basil (shop-bought's never that good) means lots of good pasta. And great Welsh rarebits (there's a young Lancashire cheese called a Leigh Toaster which works just great with a load of fresh basil on some strong bread).
There's also mint and chives in the pots. I'd only stopped picking the black mint in the garden the week before Chrimbo.
Once I've grown some and worked out how the pots work I'll see about rigging it up to grow other varieties of basil. Lime basil's sublime and there are some Italian varieties that have huge leaves just begging to be wrapped round a decent tomato.
Mrs. P: You're not supposed to drink the carrot enemas. Especially not with aquavit.
Strewth Kev, you're a world expert, I humbly bow before you!!
WV: "crack"
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