Summer, you ask?
Yes, today was beautiful, so after pruning fuchsias, we went for a walk up Hillsborough with the dogs and started blackberrying.
Blackberrying can be infectious. It’s all right, you don’t need an inoculation, but once you start you seem to be enticed into all manner of brambles and stinging nettles which attack your hands, arms, legs and every other part of your body. It doesn’t matter as long as you get to that one really juicy, ripe blackberry you have seen.
We arrived home with a good haul . . .
Then, once all the accompanying travellers had been removed from the fruit, into the pan they went . . .
Boil’em up with sugar and smell that wonderful fruit!
Once it’s reached setting point, bottle it . . .
. . . and once it’s cooled and set, it’s ready to eat.