Darlings, For a nation that puts so much store by timekeeping, it’s always surprised me that the Germans start Oktoberfest in September. One supposes that, being a logical bunch, they must have their reasons…. Anyway, it’s here now and I don’t mind...
It isn’t commonly known, darlings, but Aretha Franklin was an extraordinarily keen rambler.I know this because we rambled together: year after year, holiday after holiday. One wet summer she persuaded me to walk the whole of The Thames Path. I...
Hunter S Thompson and I once drove the length of Thailand. We were looking for coriander. The best coriander. Cilantro, as Hunter called it. Now it turns out darlings, that the best coriander isn’t, in the end, in Thailand. It’s in the...
Not even SW19 is UPF-free these days, darlings. I know because last week I snuck into the All England Lawn Tennis Club with a clear mission: to conduct one of my Ultra-Processed Food audits. My findings were not pretty, mes choux, not at...
Yes, mes choux, I promise you: everybody really was kung fu fighting. And it really was more than just a little bit frightening, let me tell you. Paris, 1991, darlings, and Kentucky Fried Chicken was about to launch in France. Yours truly was still...
I was there, darlings, at the Stones first thing this morning, and it was magnificent. One of the very many advantages of being a fox is that no one ever asks you for your ticket or where you are going....
Darlings, If you’re new to the Wylde tribe, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Reynard, a fox so silver that I’m positively platinum 🤩 These days I’m a food freedom fighter, leading Wylde Market's guerrilla battle against UPFs and Big Food, but I’ve had plenty...
I am recovered, darlings, with more thanks than a fox can begin to express for your support during my recent, ahem, indiscretion.So, bright eyed and bushy tailed once more, your favourite food freedom fighter finds himself back in the kitchen....
The night before Wylde’s packing day, I’d been up doing what any self-respecting food freedom fighter should be doing – fighting for Real Food and waging the noble war on the cynical you-know-whats who conspire to sell us the exact opposite. You...
Darlings, Being a Food Freedom Fighter is the ultimate privilege of course, but I don’t mind admitting that it really can sometimes take its toll. Just this week, for example, I was physically ejected from a well known supermarket.It seems they...