
Coming back from the allotment we had when we lived in Corsham, with potatoes, artichokes, broccoli, carrots, suede, parsnip, horseradish, nasturtium seeds to pickle, onions and a pigeon which was trying to eat my cabbages was the best meal ever.
This despite the fact that Jim tried to cook the pigeon until the juices ran clear, bless her.
It was about the size of my fist when she'd finished.
I'd like to rear guinea fowl, but only when I am wealthy enogh to keep them out of earshot.
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This despite the fact that Jim tried to cook the pigeon until the juices ran clear, bless her.
It was about the size of my fist when she'd finished.
I'd like to rear guinea fowl, but only when I am wealthy enogh to keep them out of earshot.

but here in the suburbs, that's not a very good idea.
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