The punga raised bed, with kale, rocket, spinach, celery and (in spring) red poppies.
Oh what a heroic wonder woman I was today. I got up at 6am and made a quiche. I was going to be on top of my game.
Just after 6.30am, Fionn came through clutching his stomach and feeling that he couldn't go to school today. After a pile of phone calls and a trip to my work to make arrangements for me not being there, I was home for the day. No terrible stomach accidents ensued, but it did seem over time that the tightness was just above his stomach and that there were things we could do to help prevent a full blown asthma attack. I made him nettle tea and tea tree oil steam baths and lots of good things plus, by special request, mouse traps for lunch. Maybe gluten and dairy isn't perfect for feeling poorly from a strictly nutritional point of view, but from a nine year old boy's point of view, Mum home to make his favourite lunch rocks.
Tuesday 1 May
Breakfast: some people had cornflakes or porridge while one other clutched his stomach. I think I had toast eventually.
Lunch: FH had quiche, Brighid had home assembled lunch box food and Fionn and I had mouse traps.
Tea/dinner: sushi. I make it at home. Any other way is too expensive or, in the case of living in Wetville, just not available.
Although today is May Day, I haven't given it a lot of thought. May Day activities are at Runanga instead of Blackball this year, and are on this coming Saturday.