Down to the local farm shop today to pick up one of their "vicious but delicious" chickens for tea. Not this one, I feel the need to add hastily. First time we had one of these mighty birds I thought "blimey, that's expensive for a chicken" but having tried it I've come round to thinking "yum".

Perhaps it's a sense of guilt, but I can't help thinking this one knows what I've come for.

But I'm less squeamish at the thought of the chicken than about the organic veg they sell there, under the banner of sun & dung. Nice.