I’ve lifted the autumn-sown onions as well as the shallots. Some were rotten and split from too much rain, but the rest are good, though not handsome. There was no opportunity to let them dry on top of the soil in the sun this year, needless to say. Instead I spread them out in the utility room. For a day or two the room was redolent with their pungent smell. The onions won’t keep well so we’ll have an onion tart or two – perhaps a batch of chutney. Next up, the garlic.