Black Kow composted manure is a tomato-phile favorite.

I'm cooking crab cakes with arugula and mayonnaise, griddled lamb with rosemary potatoes and buttered spinach, then a trio of desserts.

Sometimes the kids from the slap-up boys' schools in Eastbourne used to be led round in crocodiles to hand out fags and peppermint creams to the 'wounded Tommies', as they called us.

Through all the living Regions dost thou move, And scatter'st, where thou goest, the kindly Seeds of Love: Since then the race of every living thing, Obeys thy pow'r; since nothing new can spring Without thy Warmth, without thy Influence bear, Or beautiful or lovesome can appear, Be thou my Aid: my tuneful Song inspire, And kindle with thy own productive Fire;