BERRY CHRISTMAS

I LIKE this time of year. Christmas is over and summer holidays start. The juggle that is Christmas melts away after the breakfasts and lunc...


I LIKE this time of year. Christmas is over and summer holidays start. The juggle that is Christmas melts away after the breakfasts and lunches have been had, gifts exchanged and as people move off into their own little worlds to play with new toys or, better, to catch up with distant relatives and friends. As the day came to a close my partner and I smuggled a couple of bottles of beer and the last of the cheese log and crackers out of the house and made a beeline for the water to enjoy a quiet moment and farewell another Christmas.

The weekend before Christmas I made a quick trip away to see my folks, my sister and nephew and to catch up with a friend of mine. Bridget’s garden’s a treat and she picked these gems for me to take away. Gooseberries, cranberries and, I think the dark berries are boysenberries. I wish I’d photographed them straight away. They seemed brighter in my hands freshly picked. I carefully bundled them home and into the fridge before taking a picture and sucking on their tart goodness.

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