When we go a-visiting Anne always packs a selection of her preserves as presents - whether people want them or not. I always have a moan on the doorstep prior to departure along the lines of "no, you can't take that, it's the last jar of beetroot chutney, that's not on, take them one of the bloody jars of orange marmalade..."
Anyway, this time in Dorset, having handed over my last jar of something schmechlich I do a spot-search of the cupboards and fridge and what do I find? A half-eaten jar of last year's beetroot chutney, and a jar of chilli and coriander jam from June 2008. UNOPENED.
Friends, these poor orphans came back to Shifnal with us. Rescue chutneys re-homed somewhere they'll be appreciated. I did this with a heavy heart and as a last resort. 'Pour encourager les autres'. Heed the call. Use it or lose it...I thank you.
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