I was looking forward to eating our cabbages when we came back from holiday in the middle of July. We'd had a good crop last year and I thought I'd grown these in exactly the same way. However, last year the cabbages had good hearts before they got too big for the cloche I'd grown them in to protect them from cabbage white butterflies and their ravenous offspring.
The one thing we did do differently was to plant the cabbages several weeks later due to the prolonged cold start to the year. We also went on holiday a couple of weeks earlier.
For whatever reason, this year's cabbages were a big disappointment as their hearts had been eaten away by the cabbage white caterpillars, so instead of us eating them we have fed them to the chickens, who have very much enjoyed them as you will see from the clip below when I threw them our very last cabbage. That was until I tried to get close to them.
When we put them back in the hen-house we threw the cabbage in with them and it's now not much more than a skeleton.
We still have the Brussels sprouts, though.