Living off the land, um, almost…

Nice to see the return of good weather, it’s been a lovely day here. I walked into town to collect my car, having got a taxi home the other night. On the way I noticed some field mushrooms growing outside Kendal cricket club, just a few, but beauties so I picked them and took them home. It’s a fair old walk into town (for an old lady like me), but I still had energy left by the time I got back so I went for a wander by the river near my house to see if I could find some more mushrooms. Loads! Picked some blackberries on the way back too, so I made baked garlic mushrooms and a blackberry and apple crumble with apples off my tree. I even made real custard, something I’ve never tried before, it looks like one of those cheffy things that is bound to go wrong, but it was dead easy and extremely yummy. Even better than Bird’s instant if I say so myself. I made enough crumble for four people and ate half of it so I am feeling like a fat little Lucy tonight. Good job I did lots of walking, but then I am eating for two at the moment. I’m sure it’s the hormones that are giving me such a voracious appetite.

I could have been just like Felicity Kendal in "The Good life", if it wasn’t for the frozen pizza I also had. Shame, she was so cute too. I’ll have to settle "for-Lucy-at" Kendal.