What with foot and mouth a couple of years ago, and the general downturn in farming revenue, cash has been jolly strapped about here recently, which makes for some jolly good fun making do and improvising with what one's jolly well got around the place.
The credit card was cut up a few months ago, so no ordering any fun brown paper parcels for a while and I'd been thinking about getting some of those loveball things. I make quite a lot of cakes and jam for the church hall fund (be nice if they gave us some of the lolly sometimes) and that involves a lot of standing around in the kitchen stirring. Some of those loveball things jiggling about inside a girl would surely make things more...well... stirring. Add to that the splendid giggle it would be, handing over jars to those ghastly second homers in the village, with their sour common little faces, while only I know what was going on down there as I made their apple and blackberry jam.
So, I improvised: Chestnuts, I discovered, are a perfect solution. Skewer through each, string them together, and shove them up.
For my next set, though, I'll probably take them out of their cases.
