The branches are creaking in the orchard.
Grand basket.
Twill need to be emptied to make way for wood shortly.
I got 4 pots of jam and a bit of crumble out of the blackberries, not much for a couple of hours collecting with the kids but sure what harm
The day after Michaelmas and all. That jam is damned I tell you
Two pots of raspberry and a pot and a half of blackcurrant made there. First of the year.
Two pots raspberry two pots redcurrant tonight.
5 kilos of apples picked off the neighbors tree tonight. I’ve a little arrangement with them. I pick the apples off their tree and give them a few pots of apple jelly to get through the winter. In fairness I could have picked three or four times that but I got tired. It’s been some year for fruit. There’s lovely fruit on my own smaller apple tree but they are for eating.
The father in law grew tomatoes this year a load of them never ripened so he was going to throw them out. Do not says I, I’ll take them away and make a chutney.
The upshot;
The house stinks of vinegar
The kitchen is wrecked
I now possess an amount of chutney in excess of the entire amount of chutney I’ve ever eaten in my life.
I spent €12 on the additional ingredients required to make said chutney
I am turning into my grandfather
I am delighted with myself
Once you start making wine out of Furze bushes you’ll know you’re in trouble
I’ll have to head for the market tomorrow. “Artisan” chutney is surely worth a €5 a jar
You couldn’t be messing around with coins and change.
The first picture looks less disgusting than the last one.
Just give it a like and fuck off out of it
Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe
You’d swear you were the first lad to make green tomato chutney on the forum.
We have a load of hairy footed hobbits on the forum that go out picking weeds and roots to eat. Fascinating to watch.
Pure Westfarthing.