Wordless Wednesday!

Ronnie

Peas!

Being pretty on the inside means you don't hit your brother and you eat all your peas - that's what my grandma taught me.

Lord Chesterfield

I've finally managed to grow some peas. After years of trying, I'm not a giver upper! I've finally produced some edible peas. Granted not enough to fill a bag from the shop but enough to wander down the garden and pop a few fresh pods straight in. If you haven't eaten fresh peas you must try it.

 The experience is intensified by the pop of the pod followed by a sweet taste sensation.

As a little girl I remember sneaking into Grandad's garden to eat the fresh peas. He moaned but I think it was for show. I'm doing the same with my own children now. They won't eat frozen ones but will eat a handful of these.

Sadly this year, I have inherited  Grandad's  old pea frames and as I said bizarrely I've finally grown some peas. Coincidence? A helping hand? Happy memories.

The frames are now being used to cover the broccoli and brussels sprouts. Maybe the children will eat those too!

Muriel and Lily- Four peas in a pod

Debbie's Novelty Knits - Peas in a pod.
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