I was all set to hotfoot it down to the plot, until I realised it was almost midnight and it would probably survive until the morning. But, oh no! I had an appointment in the morning! Would the celeriac last out until the afternoon???
Relax, dear readers, as you might guess, the celeriac was fine, if a little small. One of them had been mined by something and was seriously caved at one side, but the top was still growing away happily. All of which probably had nothing to do with being undernourished.
I gave them a generous dose of maxicrop, pulled off the outer leaves and weeded around them and the Chioggia.
Phew! Disaster averted!
It was a bit of an anticlimax to spend the rest of my visit cleaning and tidying the onions, but quite satisfying to finish with rows of shiny red onions.