Time please, ladies and gentlemen

I have called time on the tomato season. Not because we were running out, but because frankly I was just sick of watering every day. An Indian summer is a nice thing, but needing to go the greenhouse regardless of whatever else is happening has been a pleasureable and rewarding thing for the last six months, but enough is enough.

We have about 5 lbs of green tomatoes for making chutney and about 2 pounds of lovely yellow, red, black and cherry tomatoes for eating up. Excellent. I've composted the plants and used the contents of the grow bags to fill the old wheelbarrow I found (along with some bricks and some new drainage holes) and this will be full of Nigella, marigolds and nasturtiums next year.