A Veg Box Refugee

There was a refugee hiding in our veg box this week. This green furry stowaway tumbled out of a head of calabrese onto the chopping board. To begin with, he played dead, thinking himself mighty clever. But once he spied the giant steel blade descending, he began to sprint for safety. We taunted him lazily with a broccoli leaf for a few minutes, before tossing him into the bowl of peelings. Perhaps he’ll find a leafy asylum in the Haringey municipal compost heap.