~ Despite the palaver involved, I like making chicken stock. This morning I strain an especially rich batch, made using an extra carcase from the freezer. I remember reading a preview of a TV programme where Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall was encouraging hapless urban youngsters to learn to cook from scratch. One very unimpressed youth said of the chicken-stock-making process 'It's what they did in the stone age, innit, boil up a load of bones in a pot...'
~ It's easy to overdo petunias in town plantings, but the deep violet ones in abundance in the containers in Moncontour spread a most voluptuous scent, reminiscent of jasmine, all around the town.