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I think rich soil can cause the parsnips to branch, the same I suppose if the soil is to hard for them to go straight down
I remember my grandfather telling me a story of two old old duffers (and expert gardeners) having a bet who could grow the longest parsnip. They shook hands and agreed on an evening to meet in the club at the end of the season with their prized roots.
One turned up and proudly placed his two foot plus root on the bar (ooh err missus!) then the second strolled in, smoking his pipe, but no parsnip. Asked if that meant he was conceding, he just smiled and reached into his waistcoat pocket and took out something which, at first impression looked like a Catherine wheel for a fireworks display and began to slowly unroll it. It was in fact a very long but exceedingly thin parsnip! Needless to say, he won his bet; I can't recall my grandfather telling me how long it was, but what the old boy had done was planted the parsnip in the small gap between two of the old railway sleepers covering an abandoned mine shaft not far from his house. The parsnip had just grown down to the bottom of the gap and then just continued to grow downwards looking for more sustenance!
I remember my grandfather telling me a story of two old old duffers (and expert gardeners) having a bet who could grow the longest parsnip. They shook hands and agreed on an evening to meet in the club at the end of the season with their prized roots.
One turned up and proudly placed his two foot plus root on the bar (ooh err missus!) then the second strolled in, smoking his pipe, but no parsnip. Asked if that meant he was conceding, he just smiled and reached into his waistcoat pocket and took out something which, at first impression looked like a Catherine wheel for a fireworks display and began to slowly unroll it. It was in fact a very long but exceedingly thin parsnip! Needless to say, he won his bet; I can't recall my grandfather telling me how long it was, but what the old boy had done was planted the parsnip in the small gap between two of the old railway sleepers covering an abandoned mine shaft not far from his house. The parsnip had just grown down to the bottom of the gap and then just continued to grow downwards looking for more sustenance!