This weekend saw our annual pilgrimage to the New Forest to pick mushrooms and to stay at our favourite “Restaurant With Rooms” The Three Lions.

Last year the forest was alive and it was less the New Forest and more some kind of Enchanted Forest (you think I exaggerate). This year nothing: we found a few Ceps but I must have seen only about three different varieties of mushroom and probably about 20 mushrooms in total. Probably the worst year ever in the (now) eleven years we have been going.

Must check the sun-spot activity.