Maybe somebody in China or Japan or some other far away place has grown a bigger turnip, but the turnip that grew on the property of Frontis Corriher, at 875 Cricket Lane, is the biggest anyone’s seen around here, weighing in at 8 pounds. Frontis, who says he will be 89 years old if he makes it to Feb. 7, can’t remember ever seeing such a big turnip either.

Frontis’ grandson, Mike Corriher, brought him to the Post with the 8-pound turnip and a “small” 4-pound turnip that grew in the turnip patch his family planted. Normal turnips usually weigh in ounces, not pounds, giving Frontis a notable contribution to the Post’s on-going Garden Game feature.

Frontis said the lore in his family has it that a bad turnip crop means you’ll get big turnips — presumably because the few that grow don’t crowd each other out.

His daddy always said not to seed the turnip patch too thick, Frontis said. And the way to do that, according to Daddy, was to buy as much seed as you thought you’d need for the patch, then leave half of it in the house. On the way to the garden, spill half of what you’re carrying, and when you get there, sow half of what you’ve got left.

A little fertilizer is good, too — 5-10-10 or 10-10-10. Frontis sowed his turnip seed by mixing it in with the fertilizer and then scattering it about by hand.

He scattered the seed in August, and the Corrihers pulled up the giant turnips on Nov. 20. It took them a couple days to get to the Post, Frontis explained, because he doesn’t drive any more, he’s handicapped in that way, and he travels when someone can drive him.

But the turnips still looked great.