Beamers at dawn

It is 3.50 a.m. and the first birds are just beginning to sing. I climb out of bed, rub my eyes, quieten the startled dog and jump into the clothes I have been instructed to wear: jeans, tea shirt, sweater, white coat, baseball hat and Wellington boots. A quick cup of coffee while I load films into three cameras, I’m not taking any chances, then into the car and off to the Old Telephone Exchange. Mark Lobb is already there. It’s 4.45. If we leave now we will be in good time for the fish quay at Brixham. Too early, though, for the ferry over the river, so we must take the long way round.
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Evelyne has just been to stay!! I ordered Sea Bass from Mark. It was wonderful!

I oiled some tin foil, placed the fish, covered in fennel fronds, on it, drizzled over Pernod and, wrapping the fish up tight in the foil, I baked it for 20 minutes in a hot oven. I served it with Evelyn’s’ Hollandaise sauce, new potatoes and a salad from the garden. Quite delicious!
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Dear Sally,

I do not know where to start! You are right, that funny weather makes Dame Nature upside down! Or is it the old time coming back? A lot of cold and snow last winter, and a real wonderful spring going on…The garden in La Ville Doualan is equally wonderful.
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Oyster soup

6 small new leeks
2 small courgettes
1 handful of fresh coriander
3 oysters per person
crème fraiche
1 coffee spoon of curry
1 litter of chicken stock
sea salt, black pepper
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