After last year’s wash-out of a summer, where it rained every day, and half of England ended up under water, it’s quite a relief to see our apple and plum trees bearing such healthy fruit this year.
While I could never be considered for the WI (1. I wasn’t born there and 2. it would be insulting to Richards, Holding, Marshall etc). and my rendition of ‘Jerusalem’ sounds like Tarzan on fire, I have put my skills to making jam. Lots of jam. Too much jam. Does anyone want any? I’m giving it away.
However, one quintessentially English dessert is in the offing using our fine harvest this Indian Summer – fruit crumble. People on a diet – look away now.