I had to take my Mum to the dentist this morning and I haven't got much work going (which is KINDA WORRYING, but ok, I'll deal with that bit later), so I took the day off basically and have been to the allotment, harvested potatoes and tomatoes for dinner tonight, picked up a load of pears and apples that have fallen and made a shitload of chutney, some of which I'll eat, some of which I'll foist upon people as bonus Christmas presents. I even used up the end of last year's pickled onions in a peppercorn sauce for dinner. I feel positively BARBARA GOOD- like right now.
Now to find something to do with the rest of those fucking pears that no one wants...