The cabbage patch.

A bit further on from mine which are growing on a bit before braving the big wide world (the allotment plot)

I've been fixing the frame with netting all morning, a job I hate doing but find is better to do first rather the other way around.

When tenderly potting on my cabbage seedlings I cast my mind back to when I was a kid ( thats a long, long time ago ) where there used to be a dozen ( long before metric)  bare root plants of cabbages tied up with string in a galvanised bucket of water outside hardware shops. These were weird and wonderful places with thing hung everywhere. Wallflowers were sold the same way

Were plants tougher then ? or has life got softer