XmisterIS
Purveyor of fine nonsense
The asparagus season is starting now; the local farm is selling it for £1 per large bundle and my God it's good!
Next, it's Strawberry season and the ones from the local farms taste like nectar and are similarly cheap.
At about the same time, it'll be rhubarb season, the farm sells generous bundles of that for not a lot either, and it is an order of magnitude better than the insipid, overpriced supermarket stuff that was all one could get when I lived in central London.
Then, it's raspberry season - the ones from the farms are so sweet they need no sugar.
Oh, how I pity the inner-city folk who know not the pleasure of going for a big ride on a summer's day through the forest and stopping off for a cheap punnet of fresh strawberries in a cardboard box, sold by a buxom farmer's daughter!
Then in the late summer, it's time to head for the hedgerows and pick as many blackberries as you can carry ...
Next, it's Strawberry season and the ones from the local farms taste like nectar and are similarly cheap.
At about the same time, it'll be rhubarb season, the farm sells generous bundles of that for not a lot either, and it is an order of magnitude better than the insipid, overpriced supermarket stuff that was all one could get when I lived in central London.
Then, it's raspberry season - the ones from the farms are so sweet they need no sugar.
Oh, how I pity the inner-city folk who know not the pleasure of going for a big ride on a summer's day through the forest and stopping off for a cheap punnet of fresh strawberries in a cardboard box, sold by a buxom farmer's daughter!
Then in the late summer, it's time to head for the hedgerows and pick as many blackberries as you can carry ...