I have the sniffles and a fluctuating temperature, between nose blowing and tissue disposal (plus the never ending hand washing) and removal and replacing of my sweater I haven't had a free second this morning. My head is stuffed up and I am having to really concentrate on everything that I do.
I hope that is is a temporary result of my drenching yesterday.
Lots of tea and vitamin C (fresh red grapefruit oh yum) is my treatment of choice.
I did make the "Christmas jelly" this morning, it smells quite spicy but in a couple of weeks I will try it. No matter how it turns out I intend to repeat the operation anyway, this time I will double up the spices.
I want to make another batch of mincemeat and will not want to waste the citrus peel and pulp. We both love mincemeat in various recipes, Mary Berry's mincemeat fruit cake is a firm favourite and I aim to make a few for gifts this year.
I do want to experiment as I feel that an egg free version that is equally lush would be great.
As it is still raining and the forecast is for more of the same I will try some more quilting, sniffling permitting.
Dinner is a vegan chilli that I stashed in the freezer after a big cooking session a while ago. I may pull some flat breads out later to scoop it up with.
No pudding, we have been pudding free this week and will be for another. Our sugar intake had gone up alarmingly, along with fats in cream and custard. Mind you after making all those jellies the sugar container is pretty low and I don't intend to buy any more just yet.
My pantry is fast taking on the appearance of a small shop but there is solid thinking behind this.
I grew up right on the very edge of a village, we were the last house on the way out. There was almost a mile to walk to the nearest shop, not nice in driving rain, frosty or snowy weather, and the walk back with shopping was not good.
This time of year my granny would be stuffing the pantry with all manner of foodstuffs, her aim was to have at the very least 4 weeks supply of non perishables. Milk was from the nearest dairy farm, just 5 minutes walk away, and we could make butter and cheese.
This has become so ingrained that even when I lived a short walk from a Co op I still did it.
My family and friends laughed about it until the year that our village was snowed in and I fed 5 households for a week. 3 of those houses had small children and the cupboards were virtually empty because "tomorrow is shopping day".
I also have memories of a family that lived close to us who were unable to budget and every now and then would get a box of food from us. They would have gone very hungry otherwise.
Now I find it impossible not to have my cupboards full by Autumn.
Wow, I wasn't planning on any of that, it just happened.
The SO has just uttered the magic words "would you like a brew" so I am going to say toodle pip for now.