It’s raining outside. I can tell without looking because of the noise on the conservatory roof. The fire crackles in the grate and inside I feel a comfortable glow.
It is not long now until the clocks go back. It almost feels as if we might just as well get on and do it now. Summer’s tans have long since faded and with the new school year in full swing the holidays are already a distant memory.
Today I harvested what was left of the chilli crop and put them in the oven on a slow heat to dry out. An unusually modern day version of preserving foods for the winter ahead. I doubt that drying chillies was in Mrs Beeton’s repertoire.
Anne has discovered the art of bread making and has become quite adept at it. We are now frequently treated to fresh bread for our sandwiches. It makes especially good toast with crunchy crusts. Throw my home made spicy plum chutney and a good strong cheddar into the mix and you have the elements of a perfect cheese and pickle sandwich.
All is well.
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