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Why I use my words

I’m a writer, not a photographer.

No, it's kinda good, you can still see them...

Stewed quinces! Yay!

I know it's a bit blurry, but I think they can still see the cloves and stuff...

Peel, core and slice quinces; mix a spoonful of sugar and pour about two cups of water over. Add whatever spices plough your paddock: I used cinnamon, allspice, cloves, ginger and nutmeg (in descending order of quantity). Boil until the quinces become lush and soft and start to fall apart. You might need more sugar, you might need a dash of lemon: taste it and see. We’re not formal here.

I admit it's getting a little hard to tell now.

Cameras don’t like steam.

Quinces: you'll have to take my word for it.

This blurry tale is the last of this year’s quinces. Quinces are done, figs are done. I declare autumn: iCal that shit.

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