Slender long legs, a hat, bigger and floppier than anyone else’s, and flamboyant pink shoe… Rhubarb has arrived for the summer party.
|Respect your elder-flowers|
The best flowers are always out of reach, and hiding behind vast walls of nettles…
To a far flung land, in search of a Crofter’s Cottage on ‘The Lonely Isle’ of Colonsay
|Aiol-i want to do is eat wild food|
There, betwixt trees and bank, is the tapestry of little white stars, an astronomical, gastronomical and olfactory navigation; this is the search for wild garlic.
|Oh kale yeah|
In the bleak mid winter when there is far less growing, I give the hefty title of garden king to the wonder-food kale
|You make my heart beet|
A simple, delicious and vibrant dish that looks outrageously charming too…
|How about them apples?|
As the mists gently descended, bringing us into the gauzy winter months, the trees were abundantly laden with sweet, swollen fruits…
How does a Walnut and Sticky Toffee Pear Meringue Cake sound? And anyone for Pears Preserved in Brandy?
|Sweet pea, apple of my eye|
Pop them by your front door, your terrace, even the street if you must. They will, I guarantee, make your life a little sweeter…
|Nuts about you|
Autumn, don’t tell the others, but you’re my favourite…