Silent Sunday

dandelions

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FEAR

Sometimes it consumes me. The fear that something dreadful is lurking in my DNA. That somewhere in that unseen double helix lies a chink in my genetic makeup.  Bad biology. The doctor is round and avuncular. He examines the network of moles on my back, like a game of join-the-dots. ‘I’m going to refer you to the … [Read more...]

Rhubarb and rain

rhubarb

There are only two things in plentiful supply on the allotment at the moment: rain and rhubarb. We inherited the rhubarb when we took on the plot three years ago and it’s incredibly low maintenance. I ignore it all year until it rewards us with loads of ruby red stalks, which I then plunder mercilessly. Here are some … [Read more...]