Greenhouse Diaries #2 | The Growth

Greenhouse Diaries #2 | The GrowthWell thank God for that.

The second installment of Greenhouse Diaries after the arduous build would have been a pretty slim report on empty terracotta pots and glum growers HAD our seeds not done such a ruddy good job.

To be fair, dad has been giving them daily tips on how to germinate and the like. I’m pretty sure it was the ‘well done lads, you are doing great but don’t go resting on your laurels’ [again with a pointed finger] that coaxed the seeds to shoots.

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A Simple Lunch | Foraging for cockles

Poole Harbour, during the right season, is prime for foraging cockles for your lunchCockles, whelks, winkles and the like seem to have a bad old rep next to the scallop, oyster and other such illustrious shelly company. It’s a cultural mileu I can’t get my head around, and am all up for bucking.

In my mind cockling can be found in the phrase dictionary under ‘the most simple of pleasures,’ as these guys are not only a wild blast to find but truly, and simply, tasty.

From down here in my corner of Dorset May Day is even more than the glorious posies on the door tradition (head to Little Green Shed to learn more about that) as from today we can officially cockle for our supper from the low tides of Poole Harbour.

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Greenhouse Diaries #1 | The Build

Old English CottageThe Old Green Shed

This greenhouse [ordeal/joy] has been a family affair.

We pretty jammily landed ourselves this little glass haven as the neighbour decided it wasn’t worth the moving hassle as they went on to (probably less) green pastures.

We took that hassle on the chin. Dismantling the bugger pane by pane we proceeded to womble its shell up the road, much to the enjoyment of passing ramblers.

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