Blackcurrants of which we have a glut in the basket, dessert gooseberries on the plate and bowls of strawberries and raspberries ( red and golden). All bar most of the blackcurrants have now been turned into either a summer pudding which now sits in the fridge awaiting the return of the Mrs. and Jaya or a litre of summer pudding flavoured ice cream.
Tonight the blackcurrants will be turned into another litre of ice cream and into several pots of jam to accompany the rhubarb and ginger jam I made last week, three pots of which are on the table behind the raspberries. We crack on.
The apple, plum, peach, dogs arse, damson and pear trees all look set for a good year and this year’s cherries are almost ripe and should make at6 least one pie, if not two. All bar the damsons were planted by me and are now productive. The old apple trees by the river which we inherited look set for a bumper year. Apple juice all round for the autumn. I remember drinking it heated and with spices in America years ago, I must seek out that recipe.
