It's cherry season...

It's August and the beans have begun to give...

A generous helping of Sticky Toffee Medlar Pudding, and a gorgeous Medlar Jelly.

The last of the Blackberries are lovely and late this year, and happily coincide with the pear harvest...

When the first winds of Autumn come blowing through, unpicking summer's leaves and bringing them gently to the ground- it's time to go and collect windfall.

|Work those mussels|Part the kelp curtains to find a free lunch, tightly sewn to the rocks, plucked and pulled, washed and trimmed, ready to cook on the beach in uncomplicated decadence.

|Don’t stop bay-leafing|Remember mini-milks?

|Respect your elder-flowers|The best flowers are always out of reach, and hiding behind vast walls of nettles...

|Aiol-i want to do is eat wild food|There, betwixt trees and bank, is the tapestry of little white stars, an astronomical, gastronomical and olfactory navigation; this is the search for wild garlic.