Roobarb, Rheubarb -Let’s call the whole thing off

This is a picture of some of the 5 million apples given to me by my neighbour. Home-grown fruit and veg, what a wonder of nature. Today’s post has been sponsored by Maxine whose marvelous garden produce is pictured above. I woke up on Monday to find these goodies on my doorstep.The difference between fresh fruit from the garden/farm, and the supermarket fruit is incredible. And I speak as someone who is inordinately fond of Sainburys’ Braeburn apples which I have decided are the best after extensive, intensive testing. It’s lovely to receive some of the bounty of the county even when you are living in distinctly non-rural Londinium. The rhubarb is destined for a compote. I have had to limit my apple intake as I have now stripped two layers of enamel off my teeth. They’re just so gooood.

What Maxine lacks in house-sitting skills, she more than makes up for in excellent gardening skills.Tip of the day,Maxine: when the burglars turn up at 1am armed with crowbars, it is unnecessary to invite them in for a cup of tea. I know we are very polite and this is England, but there are limits……Thanks Maxine.