The ripple effect from our exclusive interview with the Princess Royal about GM foods goes on and on. Even when Princess Anne, as president, hosted a lunch for the great and good at the Royal Highland Show she was given a formal reminder of the issue that seems to be taxing the minds of so many of her family. Although several other bigwigs spluttered in amazement, the dignified Royal countenance creased into a massive grin when, during grace, the show's chaplain, after urging God to bless the array of splendid Highland produce on display at Ingliston, expressed the hope that "none of it would be genetically modified!" Mind you, grace also included an unexpected plug for the Royal Bank of Scotland. Is nothing sacred these days? From one field to another nearer home. Along with a motley collection of other industry worthies, I moved on to the Glastonbury Festival this week. Talk about spotting an opportunity: smack in the middle of the fast food concessions at the West Country knees up, and rising above the mud and dreadlocks, was a little stall selling nothing but olives. The Happy Olive Company provided a touch of class among the baked potatoes, curries and veggieburgers that make up standard Glastonbury fare. Green olives in chilli oil, luscious black kalamata, plain old pimento-stuffed olives, they were all there and the crowds loved them. In other words, a brilliant effort by the specialist firm Seems like a lot of other food and drink suppliers missed the chance to serve the pop masses. Hey guys, there's profit to be made among the thousands of David Bowie fans. So where were you Terry Leahy? {{COUNTERPOINT }}