It’s a Sunday and it’s a gardening day. Except it isn’t. The rain is constant. Not lashing, or pouring or even just drizzling. Just there all the time like a boring droney person you sit next to at a dinner party. Everything in the garden is just out of reach today because of the rain. It's going to be hard work even putting some stuff in the wormery.Instead I focus on making really good bacon sandwiches for the two oldest kids. But teenage kid no. 2 is not happy. It’s a different kind of bacon - from Tesco, in a different wrapping. Free range dry cured bacon. From Devon.“It’s the wrong kind of bacon, Dad.”