General Chat

Fred and his mate used to scavenge the roads at harvest. They would usually come home with a fair few spuds and some sweetcorn, in fact one of the Polish tractor drivers took quite a shine to them and would stop his tractor to give them some sweetcorn.

They would also pick up horse dungbut that was put into a diffeernt carrier bag.

that a nice way of putting it Sharron :-)

doesn't appeal to me at all :-(

I remember somebody who had been in service telling me how the pheasants were hung in the pantry until they breathed.

I'm jealous.

Your roadkill of grilled grouse sounds posh.

Ours..... squished kangaroo with tyre marks isn't posh, especially the moving rice with it.

:-0

Your story reminds me of another Sharron.
Some years ago, my daughter got her first new car.
Avout 2 months later, OH was going north on a business trip, and took her car to give it a "good run"

Half way up the A9, a grouse flew out in front of the car and he hit it with force.
It was many miles before he could find somewhere to stop.
He got out of the car to inspect the damage, but other than a few feathers here and there, there wasn't a scratch on the car?
Then he saw it!

The bird's foot was sticking OUT from INSIDE the radiator grill.
The bird had gone. right through the tiny grill.. wing first..splitting the grill in half lengthways,
The grouse was now embedded on the hot radiator under the bonnet.
It was starting to cook!
OH pulled it off, put it in a bag and shoved it in a bin.
I'm glad he never brought his road kill home to me!

We still can't get over the size of the bird, compared to the letter box sized grill that it passed through!

The cat brought me a rabbit once.

I have not eaten meat for forty years so I wasn't going to skin or gut it, OH, who has been a chef for a similar length of time, has never done anything like that. The neighbour who was into shooting until he had an accident recently, didn't know how to do it and neither did his mother who was a school cook for years.

Our butcher is not legally able to deal with anything that doesn't have some sort of certification so,without the aid of anaesthetic, I was forced to throw away a rabbit that could have provided free food for the other three or four people I was feeding.

Sharron, You are lucky it's celery and greengages left on your doorstep.

A while ago we had a young policeman living next door but one. He was into shooting and sea fishing.
We frequently got up to find two dead rabbits, or two dead pheasants deposited in the back porch.
Sometimes it was a bucket of mackerel if he'd been out in his boat.

I've never had the stomach to gut and clean these things, so that was left to OH to do it.

Really I would have preferred he didn't share his spoils with us, but it seemed so ungrateful to say so :-D

Tec :-)

awww, how sweet.

You'll know you have a bff when she leaves a pineapple.

:-D

Sadly not.

Fred's mate has been out blackberrying a couple of times as well.

I think I may have to turn the wet- room into a walk in fridge and jam store.

Lol..... I was wondering the other day about where your fruit supply would come from this autumn.

How kind.

She doesn't work with small quantities, does she?

Gwyn

Yesterday three heads of celery were left on my front doorstep.

This morning there was a noise ad we found four pounds of greengages there and were able to catch the pineapple woman going down the path.

It was my own fault. I thought I was being kind by giving her one of my dish- cloths that I had knitted.