Farmers Are Fun-Guys

I’ve always loved growing mushroom – long before I developed a taste for them. The tiny little round helmets poking through the mulch, doubling in size overnight. I even moonlighted as a mushroom picker when I was starting my own business in the 20s. Years ago I saw a news article about a Melbourne company growing European and Asian mushrooms on the damp hardwood of the old train tunnels. But getting spore for those types was almost impossible legally. Now it turns out I can buy all sorts of mushroom kits and inoculated wood…and I’m going to! I’m just waiting for MyMan and the current Shouse owner to empty the wool and old Bondwood caravan out of the shed before I abscond with his under-worksurface storage.