Revolutionary Rants

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Our first garden

I am quite proud, we have our first “garden”. A herb garden. In a tub. As we have quite a lot of my Dad’s lamb we thought rosemary was a good idea and we also used a fair amount of basil (spaghetti putensca) and parsley (another pasta sauce).

I never promised you a herb garden

Also, I have found the best breakfast ever (bar poached egg on toast). My Dad’s strawberrys (grown in the beautiful Devon countryside without chemical intervention) in my porridge (which I make the proper way, with only water). ‘Tis lush.

Ready breakky

Anyhoo, I am just off to Bideford to do my volunteering gig so I had better get my salad together before I go.

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