A glut of quince

Not my glut..in fact I nearly took a quince to Jo’s at the weekend only to find their tree so laden that they tried to give me armfuls.  This weekend I will try and make membrillo.  And green tomato chutney from the ones  that I have left in my raised beds. 

Today in the home office, C came and put a shelf up in our shed and painted a bathroom.  I sneaked off to Pilates mid morning in an attempt to toughen up my back so that never happens again. The woman who did the session, highly recommended lived in a vast Edwardian house set high up in the hangars and is moving to Midhurst as she lives alone.  

I think I’ve got a director for the new show which is a huge weight off our collective minds!