It's been a warm, humid, blustery and showery day here chez Casa Reynard.
Sleep was good (went to bed early last night as I was stupid sh*t tired), but woke up this morning still feeling rather meh. I sort of had plans for a quiet day, but that didn't really happen. This morning was vacuumed up, amongst other things, by picking fruit in the garden ahead of the impending gale, and I had to take photos of Madam's titties for the vet.
This afternoon, I went out to drop off some fruit and a slice of home made apple & blackberry pie for a friend - she was in, so had a quick splash-and-dash chat. Stopped off at the community orchard on the way home for a bit of a potter. The plum tree that's yielded all that lovely fruit has been near enough picked clean over the weekend - on Friday, I'd have guessed there was still about 30 kg of fruit left on it. There were still a few ripe fruit clinging doggedly to the branches, so I picked them and ate them!
I also ate a very nice Histon Favourite apple (not quite ripe, but very nice compared to the rather tasteless Gala apples I bought in Tesco, and picked some greengages for the fruit bowl.
Finished making the batch of plum & ginger chutney - had five jars plus a dollop. It will need to mature, but it's sweet-sour, fruity and has some nice oooomph thanks to the ginger and chipotle chillies in it.
Had a bitsas supper of the last of the quiche, some chips made with the last of the tired old potatoes, coleslaw and cous-cous mixed with fried onions, using up the chopped onion that didn't go in the chutney.
Now watching "Fake or Fortune" with a
