I planted my early potatoes on 16th March. Today, one hundred and seven days later I dug up a couple of tops. The traditional day for this ritual in Northern Ireland is 12th July so unfortunately I have broken with tradition. Ye gads I wonder what retribution awaits? Anyhows the potatoes were just about ready for consumption and they have been. The first potatoes of the year from the garden are always a bit special, floury and with thin smooth skins. Hopefully I won't have to buy any more potatoes until 2017.