I'm really enjoying this "brevity" theme I've got going on. Well, occasionally: my ire at all things football-related certainly got an airing on Twitter this last couple of weeks. But when it comes to food, I find sometimes there's just nothing to add. What I will say, however, is that a large slab of Mrs King's Pork Pie made it easier to be an Englishman tonight. Even better than that though? A large salad of leaves picked barely an hour beforehand, sprinkled with the first of what looks to be a bumper crop of broad beans. Those vibrant green pulses however - quickly steamed, peeled and dressed with a pinch of rock salt - deserved a shot of their own.