So apparently those of us who live in the gardenless-grid known as the North Laine have an opportunity to own a little bit of green. I’m talking about allotments and I had no idea that these were available until just now when I stumbled upon their blog. (Even allotments have blogs nowadays, didn’t you know?) I’m always moaning to Stephen about how much I’d love to have a garden so that I can grow my own herbs and veggies and now I just may have that chance! Of course, I have no idea what it entails and thus far I have difficulty keeping a mere basil plant alive BUT I do know that it means I can buy a supercute pair of gardening gloves and a fab pair of wellies, along with a funky gardening hat, preferably from Velvet.

The info on the council’s website says that you can indeed share an allotment. I must get on to my Girl Wonder and see if she’d like to foster a partnership of growing luscious tomatoes and gorgeous bell peppers. I definitely think the wellies will win her over! A full plot is only £34 a year and just think how much money you’d save NOT having to buy your veggies from Le Tesco. Doesn’t get more local than this, does it?

Now, just need to check and see if the bus will get me there….

Brighton & Hove have more restaurants per capita than any other area in the UK except for London. With that kind of volume, you are more than likely to stumble across a not-so-awful-but-not-at-all-memorable meal in any one of several eating establishments.

Eating out is not cheap. And for most of us, it’s a luxury that we look forward to on payday when we feel like we actually have a bit of dinero. I, for one, absolutely cringe when I have to hand over my debit card at the end of an uneventful meal, thinking “Wow. I could’ve made something *so* much better than this at home. And I wouldn’t be forking out £25 either.”

This blog will be an attempt (among other things I’m sure) to steer all of you good people AWAY from such places. There are so many GOOD restaurants and cafes in our fair town of Brighton (and I want to give them props on here as well) that it’s simply criminal to end up at Cafe d’Mediocre thinking that a frozen pizza from Waitrose would be so much better.