

Now fennel has a bit of a reputation as the primadonna of the plot, prone to sulking and taking its bulb home as it were. Funnily enough, I've never had any such trouble - takes one to grow one perhaps. First thing to know is that there are cousins: the aforementioned stocky lady, Florence, and her promiscuous tall lanky relatives Herb and his darker brother Bronze. The latter two are a striking presence in any setting - I go for their looks and that prolific seed, used in curries etc.
For bulbs you need a bulbing, Florence or Finocchio fennel. Unlike her cousins, Florence may not turn up for a date as scheduled and so sow 3 or 4 seeds at 15-20cm intervals in one place and thin to one once germinated. Supposedly, if she is too hot, cold, wet, dry or has a headache, she bolts and you get a lot of hard stem and not too much of her exquisite clothing. The one pictured was sown in May and served up in a risotto verde with some broad beans and courgettes on Friday. Apparently, the bolting is less of a problem when sown after midsummer, so sow now for braising in red wine in the autumn.