Pie

Time ran out waiting for the wild blackberries to ripen and after all the talk of them and pie I could wait no longer and just had to have a blackberry and apple pie.

Since a very young child this pie was always my favourite and so my dearest who basically got fed up with my moaning on and on about it made me one. For the purists unfortunately the pastry is not home made as I am a believer that pastry making is a gift rather then something you can learn and only my daughter who now lives in Glasgow picked up this family gene. Even now when I go and visit my mum she still makes me a blackberry and apple pie.

Warm it up and top it off with evaporated milk and I am one very happy bunny.