Yesterday, two of our Tesco team members donned their wellies
to check out some farm life. Georgia and James ventured up to Cambridge to see
for themselves all the good work Tesco has been doing with their Finest* free
range chickens.

Harry the farmer has been in the business for decades and
knows a thing or two about poultry. It’s no mean feat to stock the nation’s
shelves with chicken, but with people like Harry on the case fear not; dinner
will be served.

Harry’s favourite meal? Roast chicken. 

After three days on the rosé, she's gone native. Our Cannes correspondent Alex reports :

So, apparently it sometimes rains in the South of France. It is testament to the usually sunnier climes (and the current Cannes clientele) that when the first raindrops fell at the Massive Music gig on the Baoli Beach, the near thousand people there assumed someone on stage was spraying champagne, Formula 1 winning-style. Oh dear. SO lucky the Carlton Terrace has an awning fit for an after party.

Luckily it had been standard issue weather at the Mill Villa earlier. Brad
Pitt has good taste, right? Yes. You only have to look at Angelina to see
that. So the pool party chez Pitt (where he spent his stag) was a pretty
epic location. An unpretentious crowd, delicious cocktails, blockbuster
views, AN ICE CREAM CART and a rolling barbecue. Lush.

Cannes has been ramping up all week and it feels like, with the arrival of Teams Soho and Shoreditch, this thing is now in full sway. Probably why today's note from me is more 'party' than 'Palais'. Oops.

Just to prove that Alex has also been doing some vaguely work-related stuff, here she is (far left, shades, hangover) listening to Coke's Jonathan Mildenhall speak at the IPA event.