I don’t know where October has gone to. Things have been busy this week – book deadline looms as usual, but on a more positive front the weather has been great, I swam at Shingle Street three times, and my friends came to visit.
While they were here we decided to juice the apples I picked some time ago.
We picked out all the mouldy ones and gave them to the pigs.
Then we washed and scratted them in our super-cool scratter – I love this word.
After pressing the pulp we bottled and pasturised it.
This year wasn’t so good for apples, but I juiced all of them instead of keeping some for jelly-making and crumbles. We got about 20 750ml bottles of juice which is better than nothing.
N.B. First swim was with Jude, second with James in the lagoon (who obviously didn’t actually swim)
and third was with Alfie my heroic wild swimming friend under a dramatic sky.