Lady Marmalade

Seville oranges are in the shops. Mrs G (aka Lady Marmalade) bought the oranges yesterday. The lady on the checkout asked if she knew if these were for marmalade. Mrs G thought the big bag of sugar and the mason jars might have been a clue but apparently lots of people buy the oranges because they're cheap and then return them because they can't eat them.

So today was a domestic one, interrupted only by an emergency trip to get batteries for the kitchen scale. 

I amused myself by racking the beer into its secondary fermenter. It's an English style ESB and looked good already.