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Gardening Corner with Nancy Kirk – Sept 2024

Edibles for the back of the border. 

Surely not, I hear you say. Who grows edibles at the back of their borders? Often forgotten, some edibles provide the perfect backdrop to our borders. 

For beauty I am going to surprise you with my all time favourite edible within the herbaceous border; asparagus. Most of us are put off by the years of waiting prior to a crop, or the fact you assume they will take up lots of space. Scrub all your preconceptions away and consider this plant as a beautiful screening device for an ugly bit of fence or garden wall – the foliage is delicate, wispy and detracts the eye nicely from a potential eyesore. 

Many years ago in late summer I was fruit picking with my daughter and we passed fields of glorious foliage and I felt compelled to investigate what crop this could be, my delight at finding it was a mere asparagus solved my conundrum of trying to locate a screening plant for an ugly repair to my garden wall, and at just about 5 foot tall, this seemed perfect.

After a while I started incorporating asparagus into my client’s gardens. Perfect for that smaller, not so deep border in a town garden. I often paired it with verbena, oregano and sage for a maintenance free border. 

While we’re talking about the rear of the border, have you ever considered growing the humble fennel? There are delicious bronze varieties that don’t grow as high as their green cousins, but both can be shoe horned inbetween shrubs to provide a nice texture contrast. I rarely harvest the bulbs but the seeds are glorious addition to my kitchen cupboards.

One year, while waiting for a potato vine to find its feet I planted some spotty bolotto beans to romp up the trellising. Not only were the scarlet flowers plentiful, but the bean pods were a speckled red, adding to flash of colour after the annuals had done their stuff. Then I dried the beans and stored them in my kitchen to pop into stews throughout the winter; I suspect this was my family’s favourite crop.

Living at the top of a hill provides us with some pretty windy sites, so screening with tall plants that don’t take up the whole garden with their width is a tricky ask. Bamboo just invades everywhere and trees shade our small town gardens too much. Also you want light during the winter months when the sun is low in the sky, so how about trying Jerusalem artichokes? They grow up to 10 foot high plus they don’t mind at all if you chop them down a few feet during the growing season. They produce cheerful bright yellow sun flower type blooms and their sturdy stems withstand the windy battering West Hill experiences. They are easy to grow in our soil and have the all time advantage of needing very little attention.

So now you can plan those gaps lurking by your fences and walls with something that is not only pretty but can be consumed as well.

l Nancy Kirk is a retired gardener who provides bespoke gardening lessons in your own garden. Packages start at £250. 

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Gull About Town – Sept 2024

Brighton in the summer is a time of plenty for your favourite scavengers. Tourists, blinded by the city’s light, can barely keep a grip on their picnics and barbecues as they stagger to the beach, and we see it as our job to help out. While the cafes spill onto the streets and fairy-lit restaurants stay up late, we provide a round the clock rubbish collection service. You’re most welcome.

But for a discerning bird like Yours Truly, it’s a time to sort the good from the bad, tapping on the windows of our favourite kitchens to check in on where they get their fish, meat and dairy. Regular readers of The Gull About Town will know that if there’s a sniff of a factory about the chicken or a heavy carbon hoofprint attached to the beef, she’ll turn her beak in horror. But her bird’s eye view over the city can reveal enough good news food stories to smooth even the most ruffled of feathers.

Swooping first to Time Out favourite, Halisco your gull spots an interesting exchange over the back fence between owner Ali and his next-door neighbour chef at Kanok Thai

One of the bird-loving brothers who have made this little Mexican one of the grooviest eateries in Preston Street, Ali always saves a delicious bite at the end of the evening at both this and his global fusion restaurant, Anakuma opposite. It seems that his Thai neighbours regularly go fishing off Brighton and happily share their freshly caught mackerel, bass and bream with him. The sea bream and grapefruit ceviche is as a fresh as a gull could wish for.

#Bemoregull is a mantra worth squawking when eyeing the menus at Brighton’s more exciting restaurants. Just as we catch local, seasonal fish from plentiful stocks, so do the best chefs in town. The word on the wing that you’re looking for when asking your waiter in better restaurants such as Petit Pois on Ship Street where their fish comes from, is BNFS – Brighton and Newhaven Fish Sales. Only the fisherchefs at Kanok Thai can compete.

You only need to look at the gang of gulls hanging around Barfields butchers on Ditchling Road on a Saturday morning to see where Brighton foodies choose to buy their meat. And it’s a feather in the cap of any good chef in town to get their meat here. A good butcher, as any gull will tell you, is the gatekeeper to quality meat, and if your chef doesn’t know who he is, that’s worth a proper peck. 

Palmito is at the head of the queue in brownie points on this one; hop over to the Climate Café column to find out more on this fine little diner which made it, along with small plates favourite, Med and Hove’s Fourth and Church to The Good Food Guide’s 100 Best Local Restaurants in the UK.

The Coast is Queer – the UK’s biggest festival of LGBTQ+ literature

It’s three days of lively conversations, panels, workshops, performances and films celebrating some of the best and brightest LGBTQ+ writers. The first festival of its kind in the UK, The Coast is Queer aims to create a space for queer readers, writers and allies to come together in a grassroots celebration of the written word and its ability to illuminate and enrich the life of the queer community.

The Coast is Queer Festival is a collaboration between New Writing South and Marlborough Productions, and is funded by Arts Council England. The line-up includes a opening event on Thursday 10 October celebrating 30 years of DIVA Magazine – Telling Our Stories – Then & Now – with DIVA’s Roxy Bourdillon, Gay Times’ Reeta Loi, and Attitude’s Matthew Todd, chaired by Paula Akpan.

Friday’s events – partly curated by students from Sussex and Brighton Universities – feature panels exploring Queer Fantasy Writing and Writing Queer Stories for Multiple Generations. 

Also on Friday, there’s Politics and Hope with Leah Cowan, Amelia Abraham and Sharan Dhaliwal, and a dive into Queer Nightlife with historians, DJs and authors Daren Kay & Alf Le Flohic, Dan Glass, and DJ Paulette chaired by Kathy Caton. Rounding off Friday’s festivities, the artist in residence AFLO the Poet hosts an Poetry Open Mic event featuring some of the most exciting queer poets writing today. Workshops on Friday cover: Pitching to Agents, Self-Publishing, and Reading and Performing for Live Audiences.

Saturday is full, packed with panels, in-conversations and workshops including Liberating the Queer Canon with H Gareth Gavin, Adam Macqueen and Julia Armfield; Writing for Performance with Matilda Feyisayo Ibini, Charlie Josephine and Alexis Gregory, chaired by Debbie Hanna. Later, there’s wild intrigue with Environmental Writers Roma Wells, Mike Parker and Natasha Carthew. Lotte Jeffs, Stu Oakley and Ben Fergusson will talk Queer Parenting.  Sex, Lust and Romance is the distinctly queer theme of a Polari Prize legacy panel featuring Paul Burtson, Jon Ransom, Nicola Dinan and Viola Di Grado and Saleem Haddad’s stunning film, Marco will be screened with a director’s Q&A.

Novelist, screenwriter and Sunday Times Number 1 Bestseller Juno Dawson returns with another edition of her Lovely Trans Literary Salon, this time featuring Kuchenga Shenjé, whose debut novel The Library Thief has taken the publishing world by storm and the day will culminate with the David Hoyle Does The Classics Cabaret and three new young-artist commissions.

Workshops and additional events on Saturday include a Print Workshop, a Work in Progress Breakfast, a Private Rites Book Club event in collaboration with Brighton’s Real Writer’s Circle and Julia Armfield and a buzzing book launch for Lea Anderson’s exquisite Cholmondeleys & Featherstonehaughs.

The Festival rounds off with a fascinating line-up of events including a Queer Memoir panel featuring Dean Atta, Karen McLeod and Juano Diaz, chaired by literary agent Abi Fellows; a Celebration of James Baldwin’s Life and Work with Mendez and Douglas Field chaired by Campbell X; an inspiring poetry workshop and a joyful closing event celebrating Radical Hope – a smorgasbord of spoken word, performance, films, activities and keynotes designed to excite, inspire and make you feel  connected to the queer literary community.

Short films featuring the best new queer film makers will be programmed throughout the weekend and Queer Heritage South will be running ingenious pop-up history club activities. 

The Coast is Queer is a significant event for LGBTQ+ literature. Over 5,000 people have enjoyed and been inspired by moving and exhilarating events from over 150 writers since 2019. Past speakers include Douglas Stuart, Sarah Winman, Juno Roche, Leone Ross, Alan Hollinghurst, Okechukwu Nzelu and Travis Alabanza.

Lesley Wood, CEO of New Writing South said: “We’re delighted to bring some of our most thrilling LGBTQ+ writers to Brighton again for The Coast is Queer. Now in its fifth year, the 2024 festival promises an abundance of big ideas, lively discussions, challenging debate… and above all else, radical hope… with a good dose of queer joy. Spread across three days in the perfect festival setting of ACCA, there will be something for everyone – book events and literary talks, cabaret performances, storytelling events, short films, extraordinary workshops, a wonderful book group and much more. All designed to celebrate and find joy in LGBTQ+ writing.”

Buy tickets at http://www.coastisqueer.com and follow on Instagram at @coastisqueerfest

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Corinne Sweet – Growing Old(er) Disgracefully – Sept 2024

“Oooh, look at those amazing blue eyes”.

My dear friend Suzi has come to see me ensconsed in my new West Hill abode and we are sitting side-by-side over tea on my sofa, swiping left and right.

“I like his coat”, she says breathlessly, “There’s definitely something about him”.

Gingerly she swipes right. We move on to the next pic.

Suzi lost her husband a couple of years ago and is desperately trying to get ‘out there’ again. However, lonely nights, no cuddles, and no welcome home, are weighing heavily on her.

So here we are on social media trying to find a mate. Not unusual, you think? Well, no. Except this is no ordinary ‘Tinder’ – it’s what I call ‘Cat Tinder’.

We are deep in Worthing’s Cat Welfare Trust’s website, desperately seeking a furry companion for my bereaved friend. We are amazed – and somewhat bemused – by the Tinder-like menu for choosing a homeless puss.

‘Oh, he’s gorgeous”, purrs my friend over a fluffy mog, “I’d definitely like him to cuddle up to me on my bed.”

As a shameless cat lover myself, I know, first-hand, the benefits of being owned by a gorgeous furry monster. When I moved south in darkest December my dear boy, Woolf, plonked himself on me, rubbed noses and reassured me all would be well.

When I return late at night after my weekly work commute to London he deftly drops off the garden wall with a loud, ‘Meow, where have you been? I want my supper, and a cuddle, you’re late!’ We slink in together, and I’m home.

Indeed, the research in the 2022 Cat Protection League survey of 10,000 cat owners (“Cats & Their Stats) found positive psychological and physical benefits from cat ownership.

67% of people interviewed said their cats gave them something to get up for in the morning and 21% said their cats helped them feel less stressed. 

WAY (Widowed and Young) for people whose partners have died aerly agree cats can help mental health, particularly when we’re grieving.

Stroking cats is well-known for lowering blood-pressure in owners. Plus, there is benefit in talking to your cat about your own woes. Play makes everyone smile.

I remember being sad myself and when I cried prone on the sofa, Woolf would jump on my chest and purr nose-to-nose to me with cat empathy.

Cat vocalisations (mews, purrs, chirps, in differing tones) are how cats bond with their owners. They only ‘meow’ to those they care about (although it’s more likely they’re demanding food, attention, play, in that order).

Suzi is teetering on the brink. ‘I don’t know if I could bear to lose him’, she says wistfully. ‘What if something happened to me?’

‘Well,’ I say, looking around for an alert lurking Woolf, hoping he’s out of ear shot, ‘I could always have him.’ Woolf had had a little sister, Frida, who’d died too soon and broke my heart. “There’s always room for two…”

“Hmm”, Suzi ponders, glancing at her phone. ‘Oooh, he’s nice’. I watch her peruse fabulously tiger markings and emerald eyes. I sense another solo soul is becoming a lost cause. “I might just give them a ring..I’ve got all the cat stuff in the loft”. 

I know when best to keep quiet. I stroke a prone Woolfy stretched on my lap, purring like a well-oiled motor, and just smile.

Growing Old(er) Disgracefully by 

Corinne Sweet

Psychotherapist, writer, broadcaster 

http://www.corinnesweet.com

The secret diary of a microdoser #2

My psychiatrist looks straight at me. His body completely still, his eyes piercing with total concentration. I précis the last hour, “So, basically, I’ve given up drinking and taken up mushrooms and DMT…” And his answer?… “Great!”… Seriously. Hand on heart. I shit you not. He closes his notebook, wrapping up the session and repeats, “Great.”… If ever I needed validation, that was the moment. I could have kissed him.

I float out to his reception desk and am less bothered by his astronomical fees than usual. I wave a plastic card over a plastic box to make a plastic sound. I ponder whether that “friendly” beep has been acoustically engineered to hide the laugh of bankers. But I shrug it off. Sometimes you get fleeced. Sometimes it’s worth it.

I didn’t get the chance for him to expand on why he thought psychedelics were better for me than alcohol. But do I need to? Who am I kidding? How many trippers do you meet in A&E on a Saturday night, nursing their smashed up heads or broken arms? Zero. Zip. Nadda.

Booze was just the best thing we could come up with at the time. Liquid bread. Goes well with a fag. Something to throw in the air when England score a goal… The thing is that the world isn’t that simple anymore. The world has changed, and our needs have changed with it. And it’s not going back because reversing isn’t an option offered by its gear box. It can only travel in one direction. 

Evolution is a journey towards complexity. It is inexorable. Relentless. It started with simple cell division and it ends with?… Well, I guess that’s the million dollar question… Telepathy? Teleporting? Inter-dimensional travel? Perhaps we become the gods. Wherever we’re going, whether you lubricate the wheels with psychedelics or not, it will undoubtedly blow our minds.

Often when I dose on psilocybin, I think of a coral reef in The Red Sea called Ras Mohammed. The metaphor is as simple as it is beautiful. A giant figure of Mohammed is standing with his feet planted on the Earth’s core, and the top of his head (specifically his scalp or “Ras”, the most spiritual part of the brain according to Islamic scriptures, being “closest to God”) is a huge coral reef, bursting with life and exploding with colour. 

But you don’t need to have scuba-dived off the Sinai Peninsula and witnessed the intricacy and symbiosis of a coral reef to bathe in the beauty of natural psychedelia. You can experience the same complexity and harmony by walking through the stunning woods and countryside that surround our city. You only need to open your eyes a little wider and study a leaf whose veins divide and divide again until you enter the mesh of its photosynthesising cells. Follow the light that refracts through a droplet of dew on a bed of moss; marvel at its suspension in space and time by the perfection of surface tension; allow your mind to bend with its lens. Enable your senses to reach into the roots of a vine winding round its host with will and intent, and grasp its strength, yoke its power. 

What I’m trying to say is that, if you dive into the detail and increase your true connection with nature, you will find your nirvana. In a world where our food is sterilised in cylinders of tin, wrapped in plastic or presented in polystyrene, (none of which exist in the natural world), we are often barred from quenching our thirst for spiritual grounding. Earthing is not a paradox, it is a human requirement. Whether you believe in the ionic exchange between your body and the Earth’s magnetism, whether you consciously bridge that gap with psychedelics or you’ve developed your own method, modern society’s hellbent determination to contain us with concrete, cover us with plastic and encase us with metal, leads to a schism with the natural environment and that … makes … you … sad… Why? Well, this is the hilarious secret. Hilarious, because it’s so obvious: You Are Nature

Nature is not something separate to you. You are not simply the Observer. Nature is not something you only watch on TV. Yes, it is out there, sure, but it is also within. It is You. It is Me. It exists in each and every exchange of our breath. In our beauty. In our faults and mistakes. In our skills and talents. In our empathy. In our senses, our thoughts, our beliefs and our emotions. In our smiles. In our tears. Even in our dreams… If you can’t see that, at our finest, we are the coral reef, then maybe it’s time to take off your mask. 

With love. 

Ray, Brighton, 2024

Editor’s note: The Whistler does not condone Ray’s opinions. We chose to publish this as we know there are many microdosers in the city. But remember, what works for Ray may not work for anyone else.