A week or so back I was in the local supermarket and spotted two bags of fresh peas. How could I resist? I had to buy them.
I was plunged back to my childhood, of my grandmother visiting the local market at Guildford; probably Hones or perhaps Pratt’s stall and purchasing peas all wrapped in newspaper. We would then sit together and shuck them. I love fresh peas and usually blanch some during the summer months and have them for Christmas dinner.
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