Pig's breakfast...

I drove down to Salisbury on Saturday. It was a gorgeous, warm day and the elegant early Gothic spire of the cathedral looked lovely in the sunshine. The autumn colours were gorgeous in Wiltshire, but my eye was caught but this shocking pink Cyclamen in the market square. I love the dainty smaller versions of the flower compared to its, slightly chunky, bigger brother.

Apparently the old English name for this little beauty was Sowbread as it was thought to be a favourite food of foraging pigs. Now I knew that pigs love acorns and of course if you go down to the woods today, with a piggy-wig on a lead, you might be in for a big surprise if it roots out a nice, profitable, truffle. But it would be a shame to lose this autumnal burst of colour to a hungry hog.

I think this one will be safe on my kitchen window sill and will certainly make me smile for many weeks to come when I open the curtains to make my porridge for breakfast!