Another glorious day yesterday with a bright blue sky and soft autumn warmth. Ron and I went blackberrying up on the Icknield Way. He hates blackberrying; there's not nearly enough ball-chasing involved. He did stick his head down a few rabbit holes by way of compensation and was exhausted by the amount of running he did do in the sun.
We went into town to give stuff I had cleared from the conservatory to the charity shop. Ssssssh - don't tell MWNN
On our return home, I got out the trusty Kenwood (what? It saves time and reduces the mess I genereate when baking. Just look at the stains on the 35 year old pre-Kenwood days recipe book) and made a big apple and blackberry crumble in exchange for the 'stuff' MWNN was saving 'just in case'.
Ron doesn't like blackberries - or raspberries - or strawberries. He does, however, like blueberries and shared my multi-berry breakfast this morning.