farm shopping.

Drove in long spiral
Following ‘Nearly there’ signs.
to be underwhelmed

There are several farm shops close to me, specialising in fruit & veg, or meat, or both. Today I tracked a little further afield, and went to rothwell, where I keep passing signs for a specific farm shop.

so I followed them. For 3 miles, in a spiral, down increasingly concerning lanes, to the point where the signs now stated “Don’t give up” and “keep going”, and I kind of thought it was going to be a bit of a “This way to the Egress” moment.

but no, pulled into a massive car park, lined with horse trailers, a fire engine. there was a petting zoo, adventure playground, and cafe. and a farm shop.

Which, upon entering contained a wall of fridges containing pop, a freezer half full of frozen sausage rolls, and an empty butchers counter.


somewhat dissappointed, and not int he mood for the petting zoo, I sulked off to yet another farm shop.

This one was the entire other end of the scale. Petting Zoo, Barn, Cafe, Restaurant and Farm shop.

ITs not a good sign where it has its own cash machine inside is it.

Still, the cheese looks good, the lamb is going to be delicious, and the 2.50 slice of cheesecake i bought nephew B was pretty impressive.

But i think I’ll stick local next week.

Beware the Ides…

I started writing this on sunday, but didn’t hit the publish button, so we’ll keep the title. If i want to stick with the roman theme I only have Nones, Ides and Kalends to pick from, none of which it actually is today.

I kept up with the haiku, every day. Some days are better than others, but the point is to write something every day without excuse. My recent favourites :

  • I, taking notes, am / Intimidating. So? Good! / Now? I’ll underline.
  • Sunday, no lie-in / Armed with book and toast. Reading / In my quiet house

I also took up responding to @writerlytweets #sixwordstory prompts to make myself write on a random subject. I’ve decided that my brain is a little weird, if only because I can rapidly come up with multiple responses to some prompts, which makes me think that these are subjects that I have subconsciously contemplated for a while.

  • Home remodel disaster > “Careful, that’s load bearing paint”/ “Bricked yourself in, you say?”
  • Clowns > Under the paint: No face
  • Bad visit to ex > “So, I’m not dead after all…” / “Conjugal visit? Not on your life!”
  • criminal lover > ” Wouldn’t hide bodies for anyone else…”

Actual writing, writing…eeeeh, not so much. I’ve been doing a lot of deleting editing, and plenty of reading, although most of it was re-reading of old favourites.