It happens, doesn’t it? Things not labelled in the freezer ... I was given what was thought to be a leg of venison by a friend (who had been given it in the first place) and defrosted it, dreaming of a cottage pie with a potato and celeriac topping for last night’s supper. When I peeped into the packaging it was definitely a goose and not venison, but not in a bag boasting provenance. It was also not completely thawed, and so we had a vegetable crumble last night.


Safe and sound - wild fowl at Pagham Harbour Nature Reserve

That meant roast goose for lunch today - as you do on Tuesdays! It might have been a wild goose from the colour of the meat and the flavour, which was slightly salty. I shall never know. So, in a while, I shall be picking the rest of the meat off the carcass and chopping it finely, ready to be my Cottage Pie tomorrow. Cut the rest of the meat from a goose and add it to the gravy ... A best seller? I doubt it!