I think people have lost touch with where food comes from. My sisters kids wont eat "tree apples" because they might have a maggot in. My great neice, complained to my sister that she had been offered carrots at her friends house. She thought they were disgusting because they had been dug up out of the soil. For them fruit and veg comes from the supermarket in poly bags. It is washed, a regular size, and a lot more expensive than it should be because anything not fitting the perception of perfection is thrown away.
That really is sad to hear though I fear probably not all that unusual now. It is the novelty now to know someone who DOES grow their own vegetables (gosh in some places merely having a garden is a luxury) with parents having so little time or perhaps just inclination, so there are often little chances for a child to experience how food gets to their plate especially when if they were to ask their parents they're likely just to say "Tesco".
I'm really glad that some schools have gardening clubs as a space for children to get their hands muddy and invovled in the production of a crop and as side from muddy carrots it must prove wonders at teaching them patience and how now every thing is a 30 second microwave ping away. I just hope that budget cuts and health and safety don't get them all concreted over.
Some years ago there was a traditional butcher in our area. The kind of place which had pheasants and other game hanging in full view. When Watership Down hit the cinemas he put up a sign
Dove, I really agree with what you said. I used to have a smallholding too, not as varied as yours, chickens, ducks, Jersey cows. But we were sentimental about the ducks! Couldn't eat them, but they laid eggs, especially the Khaki Campbells, and I sold them. The girl calves went to market or were sold privately and the boys to the local butcher who had a licence. He was very good, I don't think the calves (not really calves by then, I kept them for over a year) knew anything about their fate. I think they had happy lives.
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That's lovely Flowersforbees - you've made my day!
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Thanks Dove!
That really is sad to hear though I fear probably not all that unusual now. It is the novelty now to know someone who DOES grow their own vegetables (gosh in some places merely having a garden is a luxury) with parents having so little time or perhaps just inclination, so there are often little chances for a child to experience how food gets to their plate especially when if they were to ask their parents they're likely just to say "Tesco".
I'm really glad that some schools have gardening clubs as a space for children to get their hands muddy and invovled in the production of a crop and as side from muddy carrots it must prove wonders at teaching them patience and how now every thing is a 30 second microwave ping away. I just hope that budget cuts and health and safety don't get them all concreted over.
There was a study not that long ago ( try this link - http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/8492477.stm) where children were asked where their food came from.
Anyone for a duck yoghurt?
Some years ago there was a traditional butcher in our area. The kind of place which had pheasants and other game hanging in full view. When Watership Down hit the cinemas he put up a sign
"You've seen the film, You've read the book -----
Now eat the cast"
It certainly caused comment!
I'd avoid The Range, though. It seems to be a supermarket full of fancy goods with Huge Turkeys with laser eyes zapping the customers.
The Turkey fights back.
I seem to have lost the christmas emoticons.
I don't like the Volkswagon car ad. They leave Harvey behind and he's chasing the car for miles. Is that cruel or what?
Yep Fidgetbones that's cruel all right! By the way where do you get
Christmas emoticons from? Or for that matter all the other ones? I only
have the happy face (but that's the most important one to have I guess!!)
The sign at the right of the smiley face should bring down a selection of emoticons.
I've got santa hats now.
Thanks a lot fidgetbones
Dove, I really agree with what you said. I used to have a smallholding too, not as varied as yours, chickens, ducks, Jersey cows. But we were sentimental about the ducks! Couldn't eat them, but they laid eggs, especially the Khaki Campbells, and I sold them. The girl calves went to market or were sold privately and the boys to the local butcher who had a licence. He was very good, I don't think the calves (not really calves by then, I kept them for over a year) knew anything about their fate. I think they had happy lives.