'Don't quote me on that. I don't want the world knowing my views on brussel sprouts...'

Today I faced the exhilarating task of finding out more about people's Christmas food shopping habits, and whether there was any place for local produce in their budgets. I came away somewhat bewildered: I'd never realised how much people misunderstand the press.

As a journalism student, I've recently been learning about the importance of establishing whether statements are 'on' or 'off' the record, and to respect the confidentiality of sources, should they request anonymity. I never expected, however, that I would have to put this into practice when asking people in the Peak District about their views on local produce.

I did, of course, meet some wonderfully obliging people: Mr Morley, for instance, was chatting away telling me how he had just changed his car to be more environmentally friendly, and how it was a piece of junk that barely worked. A local butcher offered to give me some free produce if I wanted to try it. The woman on the fruit and veg stall, however, was less heart-warming.

It seemed to me she'd watched one too many police dramas and insisted on telling me not to quote her. The scandalous gossip she gave me included the fact that they sell fresh beetroot and fennel, and that most of their produce is from Lincolnshire.

Trust me dear, even if you'd allowed it I wouldn't be quoting you.

I know that all journalists should respect their sources, but I have to say, she was a right dunce.