Thursday, 30 June 2011

Still no laptop...

...but after a happy afternoon at the Pick your Own farm (or the Pick and Mix farm, as Daughter #3 wistfully calls it) we have STRAWBERRY SOUP JAM.


OK, so you do have to be a tiny bit careful that it doesn't drip off your toast, but it tastes divine. However, the children, having seen it oozing and bubbling blackly for hours in the pan, refuse to believe this and will not be persuaded to try it. Result!

Last night was Daughter #1's High School Prom, which meant the day was given over to preparatory pampering and glamour. Felt like a very proud but utterly knackered Fairy Godmother by the time she and her friends pulled away in the hideously vulgar (but apparently de rigeur) limo. Next time will someone remind me not to have my photo taken with a radiant 16 year old who has spent 4 hours getting ready, when I haven't had time to wash my hair or put on mascara? Today am barricaded in my office and writing hard, as a distraction from the urge to loiter in front of the mirror counting wrinkles and wondering where the years went.








5 comments:

Catherine J said...

I feel your pain.

Jam looks good, though.

India said...

Catherine, it IS good - if a bit on the runny side. But it's doing the job of 'stress-reducing-sugar-hit' very well...

ros said...

Did you use the special preserving sugar with pectin in it? That usually guarantees a good set for me.

India said...

I did Ros, but I think my mistake was washing the strawberries first. Would rather have runny jam than preserved caterpillars though...

ros said...

LOL - I would pick out the caterpillars but not worry too much about washing. The jam gets to such a high temperature that everything else gets safely killed off.