September Jam

It’s that time again! Our end of month round-up of everything that’s caught our attention here at Agents of Field HQ recently.

Firstly, flowers. What blooms are doing well in your gardens just now? Our cyclamen are looking fantastic but the sunflowers are starting to look a little worse for wear. Ade took this slightly eerie shot of one up on the allotment which I rather like. It’s how a sunflower would look in a Tim Burton animation about killer sunflowers.

Secondly, food. Big shout out to the lovely Sue over at Backlane Notebook who recommended this scrummy recipe for marrows. Who knew marrows could be whipped into jam? I made a batch at the start of the month on Sue’s recommendation, and we’ve just opened the first jar. It’s delicious, more like a marmalade than a jam really, and is absolutely scrummy on hot, buttered toast!

Marrow & Ginger Jam

Now, Ade and I love a good farm shop, and we were fortunate enough to stumble upon Low Sizergh Barn when we were up in the Lake District at the weekend.  Aside from the excellent shop which has a dizzying array of home-made cakes and bakes and jams and chutneys and everything else besides  (I’m actually scoffing some of their delicious carrot cake as I type), it has a charming craft gallery and tea-room. Definitely worth a visit should you find yourself near Kendal.

Finally, this month taught us all about the peculiar tree goats of Morocco.

And let’s not forget Chris, the record-breaking sheep.

Anyway, happy end-of-September everyone! Drop us a line here if you have any links you’d like us to include in our end of month round-up for October.


“Nature never did betray the heart that loved her”

Wise words there from Wordsworth. (Try saying that after a couple of glasses of homebrew.)

We had a double reason to celebrate this weekend: a wedding anniversary as well as the splendid news that Ade’s green-fingers have been officially sanctioned by the Royal Horticultural Society, so on Friday, we headed up to Wordsworth-country for some rural revelry.


Neither of us had been to the Lake District before and we were bowled over by it.


There was glorious countryside to hike across…


A picturesque lake to sail across….


And unexpected visits from the friendly locals…


It was such a treat to escape the city and a real wrench to return this evening. Our hearts sank as we headed back down the M1 towards London. Wordsworth may have once said of our capital city, “Earth hath not anything to show more fair”, but I disagree.

I’d take Windermere over Westminster any day.