This year has been a washout

Gardening has dried up because of the persistent rain and occasional snow, says Fiann Ó Nualláin, who shamelessly proclaims that he hasn’t done a tap: no spuds in, no strawberries; no peas started — nothing.

I haven’t done a tap in the garden this year: no spuds in, no strawberries under cloches, no peas started, no rhubarb forced, no roses or apples pruned, no heap turned, no trellis mended, no lick of whitewash to anything. Nothing.