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.

Black Kow composted manure is a tomato-phile favorite.

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;