Pottering in the garden on Saturday, putting in a raised bed for the boss's vegetables and other assorted tasks, I took the plunge and actually picked and ate some cleaverwort (latest comment on my recent post calls it "wild sellotape").
It didn't taste that bad actually - I've had (and paid for) worse, and if it is medicinal I think I'll continue to nibble on the occasional fresh growth. After all (and you can tell my dad!) it's free.
I used to think the rapidly growing wildflower a bit of a pain; but now I'll look on it as free food for me and the chickens. And that's got to be good!