Thoughts from author: Ceri a

return of the ed

9 weeks to cycle to Istanbul.

4 hours (plus turbulence) to get back by plane.

After 2580 miles, 0 punctures and 182 portions of chocolate covered peanut nougat delicacies, Mr. Ed is back from his cycling odyssey.


If you're ever thinking of cycling a little further than 'just down the shops' here are some edited highlights from what Mr. Ed learnt:

  • People in caravans are nice (if you turn up at a campsite on a bike everybody feels sorry for you and the offers of coffee/dinner/a lift do not stop coming)
  • There are a few hills between here and Asia. For a few, read a lot.
  • Germany has the best cycle paths (they even put diversions up when they are doing road/pathworks)
  • Cream is your friend (sun and bum)
  • Romania has the friendliest people and the angriest dogs
  • Eating 5 meals a day gets pretty tedious after a while
  • In Istanbul, you are never more than 3 feet from a pretzel
  • And if you ask nicely, hotels will valet park your bikes (we tried this once during our celebratory 1 night in a nice hotel when we got to Istanbul)

On the way, Ed also managed to sleep in a castle, meet a man walking home to Turkey (from Germany) and grow his calves by 1.3 cm.


He also raised £4,500 for charity and convinced the excellent Lizzy to marry him along the way.


Thanks to everyone who sponsored and encouraged Mr. Ed's epic ride.

It's good to have him back.


Not sure what cook for dinner to tonight?

Need something to whet your appetite?

Why not feast your eyes on these short but informative videos of the excellent Anna Jones (who helped us come up with the recipes for our new book, Hungry?) and some short but exceptionally talented commis chefs making some of the recipes out the book?

Veggie burgers for mains

Accompanied by a tasty chop chop salad

And finished off with a fruit mess.


Which is exactly what is sounds like.

Happy watching, cooking and most importantly, eating.

our man at glastonbury

A few innocent staff made it down to the world's biggest mudpile last weekend.


Most of them are still stuck there, but we have one eyewitness account, from The Man Who Made It Back:

“The mud didn’t get me down. I escaped it via the power of music. Special highlights included the secret Radiohead show in the rain, Caribou’s energetic display (which reminded me of some dentists in a disco), and most psychedelic of all, Tame Impala, who wore no shoes and took me back to 1969, even though I wasn’t alive then. Time travel – that’s a real skill, let me tell you.”


Were you there? Have you made it back? Will there always be a part of you in a muddy trench, somewhere in between the Pyramid Stage and that falafel rave van?

Did you experience some musical magic that knocks the damp socks off our MWMIB*?

Tell us your favourite moments right here and the best one wins a case of welly free smoothies.

*man who made it back

good looking cooking from a rather good book

Our shiny new family recipe book has been out for 2 weeks now and everyone at Fruit Towers has been cooking up a storm.

Spaddy made Stu a birthday cake using the One Cake Wonder recipe. Janel excelled herself with classic lemon chicken bake, with red French beans and apple and potato rosti. And Annika made enough veggie burgers for dinner and lunch.

Niels and Jess whipped up the sticky sausage and sweet potato mash one night


And then followed it with failsafe spag bol the next


Amy went one step further by tackling the issue of healthy eating in a meeting


Not content with simply making the banana and chocolate cookies for her team meeting


She also made the super speedy macaroon recipe

This recipe was very kindly donated to us for the book by Lucy and Claire who write an excellent blog called Crumbs (which is also packed with great recipes and ideas for feeding your family).


There's still time to enter our competition to win a copy of Hungry? Just click here and who knows, it might be your dinner on here in the not to distant future.

happy spa day

It's Designer Clare O's birthday today.

So we made a mini spa at her desk so she could have her very own spa day.


Complete with herbal tea, fresh flowers, crudites, face masks, an array of nail varnish colours, cucumber eye pillows, more herbal tea, a desk detox and and whale music, she declined the lunchtime offer of a team pedicure (one toe each).

Her last treatment is at 6pm. At which point she's off down the pub to undo all her virtuous hard work.