After a long morning of harvesting Tuscan Kale for the boxes people order, and making 4 trips to the back field to hand carry 6 giant pails of it, I had to weight it into 200 grams each for customers, and into 500 grams for 6 restaurants. Upon completion, Marie, from Germany, cooked up a delicious hot lunch for us. A huge pot of Polenta and a vegetarian stew. Of course there was plenty of artesian bread and butter to go with it.
later in the afternoon, just to squeeze in more work, Loddie, from Netherlands, age 23, and I were asked to weed the kale beds. It just began misting when we stopped and then had to close up the 5 enormous poly tunnels at 5 PM. The other WWOOFERS all walked into town for fish n chips and to go party at a pub, and I went upstairs to lay down and attempt to calm the spasms in my lower back.
During 11 AM coffee break, a volunteer, Bridget, who comes from St. Just to work on the farm offered to drive me into town to the Post Office to buy 3 stamps and mail 2 birthday cards and a post cart. It cost almost 5 pounds to mail them. So happy I was able to mail them after a week of having no means to find a Post Office. She drove the neatest Renault Kangoo mini van with a sleeper and a mini kitchen in back.
The Star Inn is where the Diddly Dees played Monday night - Celtic Folk Music. Everyone went at 7:30 PM but me because I couldn't make that long walk up the hill and back at 11:45 PM. I was in a lot of pain and tired.
As we drove back from the St. Just Post Office, this open topped tour bus was turning the corner. I was told this is a big tourist town.
St. Just is the very last town in the U.K. before the Atlantic Ocean. It has stone buildings with colorful wooden doors.
Loddie, from the Netherlands, and I worked in a greenhouse today winding cucumbers counter clockwise around twine to assist them in growing taller.
With everyone out for the evening, I am going to take a shower and get to sleep. I work in the store, tomorrow and I have to make the main meal for the group. Hmmm all the pounds of cheese we had is gone. I have no idea what to cook for the group. I have to cook it while running the store - next door - and run back and forth while cooking and attending to customers.
The young people who are volunteering here are all such good cooks. I'm very impressed with their work ethics, and respect they have.
Good night from St. Just and the Bosavern Community Farm.
