My father was a factory worker his whole life in the north of England, I remember him saying, “Son, don’t work in a factory. Do something you love, and no matter what you chose to do I’ll always be proud of you”. I took his advice and followed his example into the garden instead of…

I’ve had a love of food for as long as I can remember. As a child I’d help my father in the garden, growing every kind of fruit and vegetable you can imagine. The landscape was covered with cabbages, potatoes, carrots, rhubarb, and fresh mint, and his greenhouse full of ripe tomatoes, grapes and marrows.…