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My search for the perfect veg – from my greenhouse to the Cotswolds and even into orbit
I present a brief story of food love and loss. One that begins and ends with the greatest cucumbers I’ve ever eaten. Mum gave the first one to me, fresh from her small greenhouse. Small, stubby, military green. Taken home, tasted, followed by a wide-eyed …