Fetching Supper

Beats a trip to Tesco any day

Sometimes I have to remind myself, it is all worth it.

Last night we sat down to Chicken Inna Pot (an adaptation of an ancient Nigel Slater recipe, I’ve no idea if it’s anywhere online) featuring potatoes, peas, garlic and shallots all from the vegetable plot (we could have got the chicken from there too, but I like to keep on my landlord’s good side). Oh, and salad, too, of course. Food yards, rather than food miles. Can you see my smug green glow from where you are?

On the down side, I was doing a bit of weeding and came across a whole new patch of salad that I’d conveniently forgotten about. ‘Oh no,’ cried the other half, who had been hoping that the end was near…