Food miles

This is Richard and he has come to live with us for a couple of weeks. At least two of us are most excited about it and at least one of us is quickly realising the responsibility of a pet! That would be me! Is there something written into the mum job description? And rest assured that the title of this blog does not apply to Richard. His family are off to Spain for a well deserved break and figured he would be happier with us.

We hear a whole pile about food miles these days. These most fabulous tasting plums were gifted to us this weekend fresh out the garden of friends of ours. Just a few miles on these. There were more but they were so good that the eating became more important than the photographing.

Check these out too....!

We have a dining room full of peppers, chilies and tomatoes. Our outside growing attempts may have been poor, in fact downright embarrassing in some cases, but we are having nice success with our greenhouse/indoor plants. When I say "we" I mean "we". Three families have been involved in the looking after of these beauties. Food miles has taken on a different meaning in our house. These plants, and more on other window sills, have been transferred round three houses on a fair few occasions in the last few months to ensure they have had the care required clocking up some food miles. I'll also clock up miles going over to my mothers greenhouse which is full of tomatoes. We are now all a bit confused as to whose plants are whose in fact. The rule is though, if there is something ready to harvest then enjoy!!

So while they all living it up in sunny Spain we are about to have a nice wee harvest to ourselves.

Result!