Showing posts with label greengages. Show all posts
Showing posts with label greengages. Show all posts
Thursday, 23 August 2007
Uncle Peter's plums
My colleague Sandra came into the office this week, fresh from a visit to her uncle’s house in Bedfordshire. Uncle Peter was once a farmer and still has plum and greengage trees in his garden, among other fruits and vegetables. Although I have not met Uncle Peter, I was lucky enough to share some of the fruits of his garden.
Yesterday I tried the juicy Victoria plums – sticky and sweet. I loved them – perfect for an afternoon snack to hold me over until dinnertime. “Only 50%,” mused Sandra. “I get them each year and I have had much better.” She said her uncle also gave her some greengages and she would bring a few in.
This morning, she handed me a paper bag with half a dozen greengages, a few of which I greedily scarfed. These were perfect as well for a mid-morning snack and were lovely and sweet – and bang in season. I confess to not knowing much about greengages, but since it is August for a few more days, there may be a few more greengages to come.
Yesterday I tried the juicy Victoria plums – sticky and sweet. I loved them – perfect for an afternoon snack to hold me over until dinnertime. “Only 50%,” mused Sandra. “I get them each year and I have had much better.” She said her uncle also gave her some greengages and she would bring a few in.
This morning, she handed me a paper bag with half a dozen greengages, a few of which I greedily scarfed. These were perfect as well for a mid-morning snack and were lovely and sweet – and bang in season. I confess to not knowing much about greengages, but since it is August for a few more days, there may be a few more greengages to come.
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