it's cauliflower, Jim, but not as we know it...

that's because it's romanesco. And what a beautiful thing it is. I realised this half way through cutting up the one that came in this week's veg box, so you only see a fragment of it here.
Horrible wet day in Oxfordshire, I ventured out to a discount furniture place with a friend who's choosing a new sofa. It's next door to the Fired Earth discount outlet, the people who'd been for a meet your aga day didn't offer us any of the yummy things they'd made, so we went home.
I've dug out my old descant and treble recorders this afternoon, a sub group of the book group is forming to revive an interest in playing the recorder! who's going to volunteer their home for it?