Proudly displayed on my wall, above my desk, is a bill of sale dated November 3rd 1845. It relates to the sale of fruit, preserves and pickles and is signed by my great-great-great Grandfather, who, along with his wife were the proprietors of a 'Foreign and British, fruit, oil, Italian and fish sauce warehouse' in… Continue reading The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: Day 9, the fruity side of Christmas.
In a society of sexual equality, I often think to the past and wonder what stories lie behind others. In childhood, I was always regaled with tales of my Great Great Great Grandfather, an interesting character who had, apparently, owned an Italian Fruit Warehouse in Bath during the 1840s and 50s. As a man he… Continue reading The Pheasant Philosophises: Part 4: Queen Victoria’s Pineapple
As I mentioned in my earlier post, the stars of Abergavenny Food Festival are without doubt the producers. Whether nestling between the little booths or creating fine displays in the prestigious Market Hall, the producers have an infallible passion for food and drink which is infectious and wonderful. Most are happy to chat… Continue reading The Abergavenny Food Festival Part 2: The Producers #AFF2017