Did you catch our show in Edinburgh? If you did, you’ll remember we had a sorry-looking plant, Rodney, who according to Jo, eventually saw the light and shook off his sulky face, producing a single but unmistakeable chilli.
The picture above is not, of course, Rodney. If it was, it would mean we had invented a new miraculous plant tonic and could make billions, and could retire and have amazing allotments. Sadly, no such moment of chemical genius has occurred. This photo is of Rodney’s successful older brother, Freddy, who has been supplying me with Scovilles since the end of August.
But alas, it’s November, so time to bring Freddy indoors, bung his chillies in the freezer, and then kill him.