I mean that.
We had Jersey Royals for supper tonight β as my wife told me after I’d praised them!
So I thought I should pass the sentiment on. They’re fabulous.
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Now you should eat some loaghtan, and say the same about the Isle of Man!
And some Manx kippers. They smell a bit I know and aren’t to everyone’s taste. They do tend to repeat on you too. And to be fair I think the fish are mostly imported but we are quite good at clinging onto our traditions.
They are good. Jersey tomatoes also used to be fabulous, but they are no longer grown for export as they are uncompetitive compared to those from Spain and Holland. The farmer across the road also used to grow lettuces for UK supermarkets: he stopped because it was impossible to make a profit. Part of the reason was because the supermarkets insisted on spraying the crop with pesticides every day to prevent any “nasties” being present in the crisp hearts.
The point I make is that Jersey used to have a thriving ariculture industry: now Royals are all that is left, bcause they have a unique selling point. It is the result of globalisation: sellers largely want products at reliable times at cheap prices and transport costs are low. So our strawberries come from mega greenhouses in Spain and large numbers of potatoes from Egypt (how? I have no idea).
But for those who say small island economies need to diversify away from financial services, agriculture is a prime example of why that is so difficult.