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But no bigger than a half pint.

Not much use for the colour-blind among us, though. Reminds me of the Bristol chart.

We've had plenty of large white (Pieris brassicae) on the lavender, here, for the past couple of months. Over the past two weeks, other species have begun to appear, but I'm not so good at identifying them. Maybe tortoiseshell (Nymphalis polychloros) and meadow brown (Maniola jurtina). I've...

Try pond carp... Dip your finger tips onto the surface of the water, the carp come up thinking that it's edible and suck on your fingers. Finger inside the mouth, pull out a 4lb carp. Simples, eek.

I remember that in the Cubs we put together kits in cigar tins. They were mostly fire-starting and first-aid kits, with a bit of Kendall mint cake as the "survival" food (plus a sewing kit for repairing clothes or tents). I only once got any real use out of mine, when on a canal holiday in the...

I'm sitting at my desk in the attic at home, so I've very little in my pockets. €1.50 that I got in change from the corner shop yesterday. A pocket folding knife made by Laurent Gaillard, bought at the last SICAC that I went to (probably 2018).

You could probably do the same with a piece of Japanese Knotweed.

I've managed, in the past, to take the pith out of a length of elder to use for this purpose. Then a couple of years later I read that all parts of the elder except for the flowers and berries are toxic. Oops. I no longer have the elder tube, but I have the piece of pith.

Almost every year SWMBO and I go out to a friend's house in the forest in around late October or early November. She and her partner get a load of semi butchered ducks that we cut into legs, wings and breasts, deep fry in duck fat. We put the pieces into jars of various sizes (a single breast or...

I cook in cast iron almost every day, and have never seasoned a pot in the oven, always over a gas flame. Like Toddy, I use salt to scrub out the inside if it's really needed, but that's quite rare. Then I put some kind of fat or oil inside, warm it to get it really liquid and wipe it all...

Size 3 (8 litre) potjie. 9.5kg empty, 17.6kg full of soup.

A one terabyte SSD for the expanding collection of photography. €55. Every time I look at how affordable storage is, these days, I think back to the days of five and a quarter inch floppy diskettes...

Neither have I, but I have seen them in France. A friend has a massive hopper in the cellar, pellets are blown into it from a tanker that delivers once or twice a year. There are a few companies in England that will install a system for you...

If I spend an hour on a Saturday cutting into firewood a tree that was felled in the back garden three years ago, that's time I would otherwise have spent doing something else that I wouldn't be getting paid for. Ditto, if I spend a, hour out in the street the day after a very windy night...

Preservatives? I suppose you mean Gummis... I think that these were more usually made from sheep's or pig's intestines, like sausage casing.

Piping and edging for light-use objects; lining for pouches. Last year I got some lightweight leather in a bright swirly pattern. OH wants me to make her a pouch for her spectacles: it's so flashy that she won't need to be wearing her specs to find the pouch.

Hmm... a knife shop on West Street... Mortons? I went in there perhaps four times in my entire life. Last visit was with SWMBO and we came out with two pairs of A. Wright scissors. The time before was before I even knew here, and I came out with the owner's Joseph Rodgers army electrician's...

I was born in Sheffield, in the area between Hillsborough and Malin Bridge (look at Google maps) and spent a good part of my early years wandering through the Rivelin valley. My grandparents were of the agreed to remember the Kinder trespass and had been keen ramblers (so long as the ramble...

Also a thread on AAPK: https://allaboutpocketknives.com/knife_forum/viewtopic.php?t=55623

Prompted by a post in another thread. An Englishman is on a walking tour of County Kerry. It's late afternoon and he's on his way to Kenmare when he sees a man bent over by a gate, oiling its hinges. "Good afternoon to you, can you tell me how long it will take me to get to Kenmare?" "Well...