August is the month for dusting off the jam pan. So far the apples have started landing regularly on the lawn. Rather than waste these early fruits they have been transformed into ‘Spiced Apple Jelly’ with just a hint of the old favourite – Chilli! Without a greenhouse at the moment the chillies are slow and few, but the next project, since there are apples a plenty on the tree, is an apple press, it seems the best way to construct one is with a bottle jack and some stout timber, both of which are lying around in the shed! Whether cider is attempted or not rather depends on the juice – it might get drunk too quickly!
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Poor show tesco

After using Hugh Fearnley Whittingstall’s TV programme during the sermon last week to highlight environment Sunday and sugest what we can do, pointing people towards generous.org.uk and A Rocha. I thought I had better follow up my own advice and become a little more active in the campaign process.

I came across Hugh’s current project to oust battery chickens from Tesco, Hugh bought some shares, then, with some like minded shareholders put up a motion to ban battery farmed chicken from Tesco’s shelves. Of course, Tesco were having none of it, and asked Hugh to pay the 86,000 to produce the papers needed!!

Perhaps I am in the luxury position to choose where to shop and buy organic / free range, however… Tesco’s ought to do better for animal welfare and the health of the nation, let’s face it, battery farmed chicken tastes (groan) foul and is a disgrace to such a British institution as Tesco who claim to be oh so wonderful!!

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Beauty in simplicity

It would be so easy to reflect on the difficulties this week, so I won’t! I remember a poem, It is called, If I had my life over. Although I don’t remember all of it, it speaks of taking more risks, going bare foot earlier, having more actual problems, but less imaginary ones! and picking more daisies. Simple pleasures about being alive, fully alive, recognising beauty in simplicity. While the rain has been trickling down our necks this week, there have been few opportunities to do this, Except last night. Listening to the hopes and fears of an (let’s be frank) old woman! Wanting so much for the building she loves to be used, wanting people to share her journey, fearing that all she can do is not enough. In her experiences and longings there was a simple beauty a simplicity of spirit which was music for the soul. Her deepest desire was not to be rich, not to accumulate wealth or stuff, but simply to live, love wastefully so others could live as such. The inspiration of her words she knows not!

August

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Poor show tesco

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