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Guides, Guides, Guides…

Finally, the third part of today’s triple post.

We have a group of 20 Guides out in a field with Julia and the rain has just started again. From where I’m sitting (dry, smiling and complacent) it seems like a heavy downpour. I must rise from my padded typist’s chair and have a look in a minute. At least it’s not hail, as we had earlier in the day. It flattened my newly transplanted salads and once again made me question the wisdom of growing my own produce.

Programme for the evening visit is animals, salt dough and the making of vegetable soup. In the end we were able to discuss composting and keyhole gardens too.

I blotted my copybook in the first ten minutes by telling one of them that the pigs are currently all in the freezer, and that we don’t keep horses because you can’t eat them. I do like tormenting teenagers, but there is also a serious purpose to this as they have to realise that farming isn’t a hobby, our animals aren’t pets, and that vegetarianism is an option.

(You may have spotted my deliberate error regarding horses. Sorry about that. You can, of course, eat them.)

It all seemed to go well, and most of them will be coming back for a Saturday session in a month or so. They turned the compost energetically, painted a range of salt dough shapes for Open Farm Sunday and their parents bought all the available eggs.

All in all, a good result.

And no, I don’t know why the image of the salt dough shapes has turned itself round. I am bemused.

 

Cabbage and other things

“An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it makes a better soup.”
H L Mencken, A Book of Burlesques

We had visitors yesterday and I wasn’t able to get to the computer, so it looks like today will be another day of two posts.

I had intended a full scale media day yesterday, with plenty of photos, Twitter postings and a blog post detailing our place in cutting edge sustainability.

Sort of.

It started coming unglued when I forgot to turn one of the ovens on when cooking red cabbage on Monday night, meaning I only had two thirds of it ready in advance and leaving me feeling like an idiot.

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Braised Red Cabbage

On Tuesday morning I found that one of the four ovens wasn’t working, which was a bit of a blow. Although it’s not a particularly challenging meal, even when scaled up for 35, baked potatoes, sausages, braised red cabbage, carrots and onion gravy does rely on having quite a bit of oven space. When you want to cook vegetarian sausages and gluten-free sausages separately things get quite interesting – more like circus skills than cookery.

The result was both hectic and bad for photography. The plan to take loads of photographs of happy visitors and great food did not come off. The visitors were happy, and the food was OK but the time just flew by. It wasn’t all cookery, of course, the hunt for sufficient cutlery took far more time than it should have done.

The problem with having a kitchen on a farm is that cutlery, wash basins, plastic containers, scales and much else is seen as fair game when the farm needs supplies. Give it another four months and it will be like we are constantly visited by a team of phantom pilferers and the words “It’s in the lambing shed.” will be heard regularly.

And talking about the iniquities of the farm staff – guess who knew that the oven was broken, but didn’t bother telling me?

Anyway, back to the visit. The majority came from ACCOR Hotels, who have a sustainability strategy called Planet 21. Along with the Woodland Trust, who made up the rest of the numbers, they are supporting our agriforestry project.

In the end I only got two shots – one of the left-over red cabbage (which is being frozen for next week’s visitors) and one of the empty box of vegetarian sausages. I’m not normally a fan of vegetarian sausages but these had a good texture and taste, though I fried them due to the lack of oven space rather than following the cooking instructions.

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Red onion and Rosemary sausages

The fact that I was struggling for subjects may have also had a bearing on the selection…