So here I am checking in after another mammoth session of plane trips with small children (madness - never attempt a flight with an 18m old - they do not do sitting still). And of course as soon as I return home and peek into my garden what do I see but a plum tree that is still trying to break itself under the sheer weight of plums.
So far I have made:
Plum Jam (shall make more - it's nearly already gone as visitors seem to fall upon homemade jam like starving hoardes)
Plums in Syrup - a gamble? Looks nice in the jar currently
The children are also doing their best to eat as many plums as possible although I worry what this is doing to their insides.
Next month: apples