Plumcots, Nirvana, lavenders and a very good Eton Mess
Abundance: Thursday 4 July
I was 17 and in my mum’s front room, Friday night, the TV on: Gardeners’ World. Me thinking ‘If this is ever my Friday night, if ever I get into this nonsense, somebody do me in’. The greatest waste of life: people with time and money on their hands creating pretend places rather than getting out into the real ones; making jumbled floral mixtapes of their favourite tracks, and never getting to know to the albums they come from and that give them meaning.
And yet here I am.
Eating the first of the first fruit this young plumcot1 has produced reminded me of why I look beyond what the shops have to offer. Why I have a garden. Sweet, rich, luscious and giving, they have just a touch of almond to their flavour that rounds them off perfectly. Let’s hope the birds focus elsewhere, that the hornets - the first Lancastered past my ear this afternoon - take after the neighbour’s berries instead.
Many more words plus the recipe for an exceptional Gooseberry, strawberry & lavender Eton mess below