So many gardeners date their love of gardening from the sense of wonder which they felt as a child when they watched seeds which they had planted grow into plants. That sense of wonder never goes, and is still with me as I grow trays of seedlings in my potting shed. Nor does the sense of annoyance when the newly emerged seeds are nibbled overnight by mice.
For the last few weeks nearly all my meals, main course and dessert, have been from what we have grown in the kitchen garden. Without realising it, I have practically become vegetarian. If the mice are so kind as to allow some of my seedlings to grow, I should be able to keep this up well into the autumn.