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Ok. It's not one of my finest photographic moments. But. It is a picture of chutney/pickle/preserves mmmmmm

Last night (writing on Sunday)I went to a pickle party, which entailed everyone making about twelve jars of pickled things and then (as you can see above) making a communal pickle table. And then everyone collected as many jars as they had brought and we all proceeded to get pickled.

It was brilliant and a great idea for a party - I left feeling like I had just been given lots of presents. I shall deliver some of our goods to the Occupy crowd up the road, who are still sitting firm.