The Sweet Simplicity of Happines, Episode 1 – Doorstep Produce

I love this. This, to me, is what it’s all about. Doorstep produce. It’s like the poem that goes something along the lines of …..’When I’m an old lady I’m going to wear purple, and big hats and eat 10 pounds of sausages in a day’……..actually it’s more like this, but you get the idea. What I mean to say is that when I have my house I want to sell produce on the doorstep. I want to do what these folk have done……….

Broad bean plants for £1.20 a tub. They are waiting to be popped into fertile soil. To soak up the nutrients and spring forth with ripe, plump, basket-shaped broad beans. And just look at those anemones. The way they have been picked and tossed into the little bucket. They look like bunches of young, beautiful girls who only have to roll out of bed in order to look beautiful. No primping or pampering for these anemones, oh no, just a spritz of water and they manage to keep their colour all day and long into the night. Although I have to say they do look rather wilted. Perhaps they were a few days old!

Should you want to take anything away with you from this particular doorstep, which by the way we spotted just before picking up my new bedside cabinet, you must put funds through the letter box, or so the sign says. You are on your honour. They expect you to pay for what you’re going to take with you. Only a heathen would steal from this doorstep surely?!?!?!

Hang on, what does the small print at the bottom of the sign on the door say?……..

Security camera in operation!!!!

Alright, come on, own up!!!!

WHO DIDN’T PAY FOR THEIR BROAD BEANS???????

Cherry x