by Deborah Lees

Created on: August 15, 2008   Last Updated: September 21, 2008

This is an epic tales of one woman's battle to grow raspberries... Or not but it was funny to watch. I'm not the most fantastic gardener in the world but I'm a big believer in trying. My love is things I can eat - food being a major passion of mine. Raspberries. Seems easy enough. Packet instructions: plant inside until about an inch then transplant outside round garden canes or netting. Didn't seem too hard. So to start, I sowed the seeds in trays and put them in the window. I was very anxious that they didn't wilt so I watered them twice a day, but my mum watered them twice a day so most drowned before they even began. Obviously devastated that I can't even managed to follow the most basic of instructions and grow what appeared to be easy crop. So the none drowned ones were transplanted into the garden and the birds and the squirrels - and at times even the dog - had taken a fancy to them and began to eat them. Not too impressed really. So I had my Dad build a cage with netting to keep the birds off. Finally, finally, finally raspberries began to grow. Best thing ever! Even though I thought I had really messed it up I managed to receive an abundance of raspberries, which were - eventually - easy to grow. But the best thing was hat there were so many that we had - and still have - enough that we could share our crop with our little church community.

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