My first attempt at growing mushrooms was a spectacular disaster. It was during my second year at university, and I’d become slightly obsessed with the idea of producing food in…
I still remember the first time I ate fresh kelp. I was visiting a small regenerative ocean farm off the coast of Devon, standing on a gently bobbing boat with…
The first time I swam in a natural swimming pool, I was seven years old and had no idea I was experiencing something revolutionary. It was at my great-aunt Margaret’s…
The first time I put my hands into a bucket of cob—that magnificent mixture of clay, sand, and straw that’s been used as a building material for thousands of years—something…
The most humbling garden moment of my life happened during a sweltering July drought three years ago. I was standing in my backyard, hose in hand for the second time…
So there I was, curled up on my sofa on a rainy Bristol evening, binge-watching the latest nature documentary series in all its 4K glory. The irony hit me somewhere…
I have a confession to make: I’m a complete hypocrite when it comes to music. For someone who meticulously separates her recycling and once lectured a delivery driver about excessive…