We grow our own food in a suburban village in the North East of England. Follow us as we keep up the battle to be self-sufficient.
Monday, 1 December 2008
I'm sitting on a train to London and news comes through that we are being given three wild ducks which were shot, I guess, over the weekend. Not sure what we are exchanging for these but I guess it will be some jars of jam or chutney. It does mean a lot of plucking and gutting when I get back home on Thursday, but following my activities over the weekend, I think I am getting the knack.