Yesterday, when I was coming back from walking my dog, Frankie, I stopped at the little roadside stand next to our house that’s open for 4 hours on a Friday.
I bought an organic lettuce, coriander, basil and cucumbers, and juggled the whole lot in my arms while I walked up the hill home.
I bit on a fresh cucumber and listened to the birds, and wondered if the very rich men that hang their faces off buildings would feel such contentment and delight from a cabbage and a walk.
I decided they probably wouldn’t and I felt instantaneously blessed and very wealthy.