When a recipe calls for wholefood it reminds me of my mum who went through a phase of being a bit of a wholefood nut. Wholesome, nourishing food that looks brown and had the texture of sawdust. Obviously things in food have come a long way over the years and this... One of the things I did like about working in London was the ability to find a green haven somewhere close by. Parks and gardens that oxygenate the city and provide a cool haven for workers at lunchtime. I was struck today how little green space there actually is... With MT away in Sydney living it up at a conference, Fortnum is at home whistling at doorways looking for his master. An impromptu portrait session on a walk on Sunday was the perfect opportunity for Big Basset to be right up front. Little basset was a little less... As I stepped into the kitchen garden this weekend it was like being transported to a different world. A place of minor miracles everywhere you look. I still can’t get my head around the fact that I can grow food. Food we eat and enjoy. Food that started... Even for a flexible home worker like me getting back to work is always a shock to the system, especially when I break a cardinal rule of working in the City on a Monday. Hot foot back from my intensive session with a whiteboard I wasd rather taken with this word... 