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Stock that is good enough to drink
Vegetable stock I mean! Seriously. Why would we cook with a vegetable stock that was not good enough to drink. Most of the supermarket stocks are just salty and un appetising with a list of chemical ingredients a mile long. They tell me there are some tasty ones, but I have not found any yet.…
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A Soap Opera without Soap or Opera
When I am at the hairdressers, which I have to admit is not often enough, they have a big TV showing soap operas. As I only see them once every two months or so it seems to me that they move about as fast as the farmy. The story line is easy to pick…
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There are limits…
There are limits to my span of attention. When the tea table conversation turned to trigonometry – my limits were reached (I am sorry but x is actually an x. I have no concept of it meaning anything other than x). I went into a coma, emerged and realised that I did not have time…
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Herding Pigs. I mean the PIGS were doing the herding!
As I was admiring the flowers in my garden. I noticed Mama laying about in the sun, but not looking quite right. On closer inspection she has a lesion above her hoof. I needed to bring her into the barn for some attention. So after the milking I led them all in. It is easier…
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Time for milking
At milking time, Daisy sees TonTon appear in the field and then walks to the gate and up into the yards. For a little munch. She hears the pump go on and off as I rinse the lines and the bucket and comes to her door to watch. She is very calm, and just chews…
The Kitchen's Garden 