I left you two months ago facing a sort of avian apocalypse, as day-by-day a…what? A covey of pheasants? A bouquet? That’s what Google tells me is the most common term. A bouquet of pheasants, and it’s also pleasingly vinous in flavour. As day by day a bouquet of pheasants. No, bouquet doesn’t convey the sheer military shock and awe of the thing. A Blitzkrieg  of pheasants laid progressive waste to row upon row of ripening bunches. What happened next? More bird carnage, an experiment with a...

Lynsore Bottom. Michaelmas term lately begun, and several thousand bunches of grapes ripening in a Kentish field. Settled, calm but...

I've been writing this blog for 3 years. I try not to return to the same topic if I can help it. I'm making an exception for the weather....