Welsh Witterings 3. 4th February 2014
Steam is rising from a 1940’s enamel preserving pan and there is a citrus zing in the air, yes, I am making another batch of marmalade. There is less than two weeks to’ The World’s Original Marmalade Awards’, 2014 entry deadline and the batch that is currently bubbling away on the stove is my special entry with bergamot lemons and quince. If the finished taste is as good as the current smell then the judges are in for a treat. Although I am hoping for a placement in this year’s competition I know full well that this will be a big undertaking with the competition attracting thousands of entries and good quality ones at that the battle for a placement will be tough. So as I watch my marmalade in the making I am repeatedly telling myself that it is the taking part that counts, but let’s be honest everyone entering the competition is really hoping to win.
My four year old is also immersed in marmalade preparations this year, not only has she given my marmalade a ‘’lucky stir’’, she is also entering her marmalade cat picture into the art section of the competition. I’m not allowed to share a picture of her cat with you yet, as apparently it is not quite finished. Just what we need another perfectionist in the family!
All my outdoor plans have been scuppered this week as the rain has continued to pour and it has been bitterly cold. Apart from dutiful trudges around the field with Bramble the dog and Dewdrop the pony, there have only been two opportunities to get up to the local woodland walk with the children. Sunday mornings for me are a great opportunity to get the girls out for a nice walk, this Sundays walk was spurred on by the promise of a mug of hot chocolate and gingerbread when we returned home. Both girls delighted in the presence of muddy puddles to jump in and Hattie was delighted by the presence of lots of different types of fungi.
My youngest daughter turns two this week and the usual reflection of ‘where have the years gone’ has accompanied this prospective life event. Indeed as I listened to the radio ‘Do-Re-Mi’ from ‘The Sound of Music’ came on and as I sang along to the lyrics of ‘Do a deer a female deer’, I remembered appearing on stage with Chase Operatic Society singing this song when I was seventeen, I also remembered my dress strap malfunctioning during this performance as if it were yesterday, but then it hit me that this was eighteen years ago although I am not sure that my rendition of the songs from ‘The Sound of Music ‘, have improved in this time.
So this week will be filled with labelling and carefully packaging my marmalade entries and making preparations for Libby’s Birthday party, which includes the making of a novelty Birthday cake. Rabbit jelly mould and cake tins are at the ready and I am sure that much sugar fuelled fun will be had on the day.
Well the setting point on my marmalade is beginning to be reached, so until next time I shall bid you a fond farewell from Wales.
Da bo ti (good bye)