I've got a new love...

a man of a ravishing radish kind...

Mr Veg et Abel

(sorry Keith to pinch your nom de plume)

Alright, alright, ALRIGHT!  I know I'm a hussy and always have

a fave-rave simmering away on my back burner.

This time it's for real.

I ask you who could resist a man who showers you with gifts

and on a weekly basis.

Forget the choccies and garage flowers girls...

a perky pak choi floats my boat.

Let me tell you when the story begins...

For ages my son Aaron has been cracking on about his

Abel & Cole veg box.

Even saying let me recommend you and I will get a free box of veggies 

for the introduction.

I was having none of it; I had memories of my last flirtation with organicals

delivered to the door...

A drearier bunch you couldn't wish to meet.

That is until a couple of weeks ago, when through the letterbox

an offer popped.

'Hello Sunshine'

A good start in my book cos I'm anything but.

Followed by

'Get a FREE cookbook and FREE veg box'

Now many moons ago...

I used to be anybody's for a free carrier bag.

Then all shops jumped on the bandwagon and 

the ole bod couldn't stand the strain.

Added to which the oceans were being polluted with plastic.

Living a self-sufficient life up in the Highlands eons ago, 

I saw for myself the flotsam and jetsam of mans' total disregard of his environment.

Things washed up you just wouldn't believe.

Well to cut a long story short

I decided to give 'em a whirl.

Am I pleased I did.

The range of things on offer, the quality,

the fact you can forgo things you don't like, 

competitive prices, 
meat, fish, dairy, the staff of life (and boy what a life!)
You name it... Beer even, can you believe it?
Shopping in supermarkets just doesn't give me the same buzz.
Yes I know one of my past loves was Waitrose.
I'm nothing if not fickle in love;
why change the habits of a lifetime?


The Abel & Cole beach bum story in the front of the cookery book...
 whet my appetite, plus rang so many bells with my 
tootle through life; not nearly so successful though!


Alan Bennett...
have no fear, 
although I guess you're 'an eat to live sort of a man?'
Which rather loses you Brownie points in my book.

Keith Abel is 'a live to eat', share food with folk, sort of a a feller.
Trouble is he is married...
leaving the way clear for you
to still be in pole position!


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