I would LOVE to run a guest house.
No, all the cooking came from a longing to be self-sufficient. I wish I had been born a few years earlier and managed to find someone to start a smallholding with. I grew all my own veg for many years, until last year in fact. So had to find recipes that were acceptable to everyone, but quick and easy to make because before I could cook Sunday lunch I had to dig up half of it and scrub it under the outside tap in all weathers.
Having grown all that veg and slaved over it, I wasn't going to waste any of it, so winter lunches have always meant veg soup being available. This year everything was scaled back - hopefully only temporarily until I can get DBH to make me lots of raised beds - and the only big crop I grew was carrots, with a few rows of garlic and a big herb bed. We should all have extraordinary eyesight by now. What a shame it was all a fib made up during the war! I have only just finished the carrot crop, and almost finished off the frozen parsnips from the previous year.