A Harecastle

Liz, a great advocate of Fleams was enquiring last night about food in Fleams.  Parma Violets and Pies, I replied.  Fleams's favourite pies are, of course, supplied by Elsie Marley, the landlady of The Pie Tree pub.  Her speciality is Hare Pie.
Aside - on going to check my newest clematis, which is coming out in flower, I noticed I had caught several wasps in my wasp trap.  Hah! Serves them right for being wasps, the only animal we are not required to share Earth with peacefully.  So what if they pollinate Figwort?  Do we really need Figwort?  I went to Mrs Grieves to check...
"During the thirteen months siege of La Rochelle by the army of Richelieu in 1628, the tuberous roots of figwort yielded support to the garrison for a considerable period, from which circumstance the French still call it "Herbe du siege".  The taste and smell of the tubers are unpleasant, and they would never be resorted to for food except in times of famine."  So if the pollination of figwort is the wasps' only justification, it seems a very slim one to me.  Perhaps you know of others?
Anyway, back to Elsie Marley's Hare Pie.  It was a kind of pasty which the men often took with them when working their lead mines.  At snap time, the miners would sit on a rock to eat their hare pasties.  These rocks became known as Harecastles.  Here is a picture of one, doffed (decorated) in the manner of the traditional custom in Fleams.