You may remember earlier this year I mentioned my Sunday afternoon visit to a lovely plot of town allotments in Hertfordshire and how envious I was of the space and peace and quiet in which to start one's very own version of The Good Life. You can read the blog post and see the photos here.

It has taken a while for the British weather to be kind enough and deliver the right amount of sunshine to go with the torrential rain we've been having lately. Yet, finally, this weekend Margie White has been busily harvesting the allotment's crops and turning them into some wholesome, home-cooked delights. 

Unfortunately I'm not sampling MW's wares in person but I'm lucky enough to have some beautiful photos to share with you all. I think you'll agree that there's nothing better than rustic, vibrant, fresh ingredients lovingly transformed into some good old comfort food. 

Last weekend it struck me that I may have chosen my future husband based almost entirely on his and his family's love of good food and wine. The Boy and I spent another very enjoyable weekend tucking into foodie treats at The In-Laws'. The highlight of my Easter break was sampling course after course of home-cooked meals, washed down with plenty of Champagne. As well as Easter, always a good excuse to eat lots of yummy dinners followed by copious amounts of chocolate, we had three birthdays in the family to celebrate. The Mother-in-Law served up some delicious celebratory dishes, interspersed with bouts of piano playing, trips to The Allotment to work up an appetite for the next feast, and after-dinner dancing in the garden lit by The Father-in-Law's new parasol heaters and roaring Chiminea!