First of all - thank you for your positive comments on our vegetable garden. I would just like to point out that almost all the credit should be taken by the farmer, who spends a lot of time in it. I do the odd hoeing in both back and front gardens, I cut back things with the secateurs and I sometimes do a bit of hand weeding. But the real hard work is the farmers and he needs the credit for it. I just gather the vegetables when they are ready and either cook or freeze them.
Now to today's second subject - that cous-cous recipe. Seems some of you would like it so here it is. And even if, like Rachel, you are not sure about serving the cous-cous to your nearest and dearest - do give it a try - you might be pleasantly surprised by their reaction.
Put the required amount of cous cous into a bowl, along with some chopped mint, some snipped up ready to eat dried apricots, some salt and a tablespoonful of oil. Stir well and add boiling water. The cous cous packet will give you the amounts of cous cous and water. I did this first thing in the morning so that the flavours infused. Just before serving I added a few knobs of butter, stirred them in and heated it for two minutes in the microwave.
Cut into same size pieces a selection of mediterranean vegetables - red onion, peppers, courgettes, aubergines, spring onions, tomatoes, and toss them in olive oil and salt. Roast them on a high shelf in the oven until the edges are charred.
Then put the cous cous into bowls and divide the veg and their juices between the bowls. Garnish with a few rocket leaves (if you have any in your garden it will have seeded all over by now) and sprinkle with a little sweet balsamic vinegar. Eat and enjoy.
Now to the third thing today. What gives you pleasure? Have I suddenly got old?
I suspect I have because this morning I put a load of washing into the washer, tidied up before my cleaning lady came (!), had a shower and changed - then I took a cup of coffee and today's Times crossword into the bay window in the sitting room, looking out into the garden. The sun was shining in, it was warm and comfortable and as I unfolded the paper on the crossword page it suddenly struck me that there was probably nothing in the world I would rather be doing at that moment. Is that sad or is that sad?