IT'S ALL VERY JARRING

a fruity tale

Some years you are lucky to get a handful. It's one year on, and one off. This is most definitely an 'on' year. Plums are weighing down the branches of our elderly Victoria, so that they scrape the grass. The Greengages are the same. Now I am as fond of jam as the next person, but I have already made nine jars and I don't do sit-down tea.

Tomorrow I have…