Curcubits are not terribly happy in my crappy soil (although plans are afoot)...apart from squash which have stormed through the recent heatwave without a snivel. Even though I put them in the ground way too late, I have 8 Uchiki Kuri romping up a large hazel framework. After the horrible peas and beans fails (and the miserable dahlias and world's smallest sunflowers,) it's been nice to have summat showing some vim on the plot. As a (sort of) bonus, the redcurrants have been mysteriously overlooked this year, so there are literally kilos of them (cos I have 8 sodding enormo-bushes), simmering away in multiple vessels. No doubt there will be a desperate search for appropriate jars after slacking off on the massive fruit marathons of yesteryear.
In contrast to the allotment scarcities (apart from squash, which I don't really even love), the greenhouse tomatoes are getting out of hand. I have had to use a series of additional guy-ropes on what are already immense, laden behemoths. I swear I have not stamped on the Maxicrop although I did, foolishly grow a few known monsters (including some ancient Irish strain of Gardener's Delight, supposedly still true to type...which, as it is well over 8 foot tall and has had to occupy the roof space, seems likely. Have had to chop many leaves...which were threatening to sprout more fruiting stems. Why does my garden only ever seem to lurch between dismal fails or rampant excess, when all I want is a bit of consistency and moderation.