|Glorious weather and my neighbour has just popped in to see if my lemons are ripe because he and his wife are making quince jelly. Homemade quince jellies are on sale and being handed around as gifts to all and sundry at this time of year. A surfeit of quince jellies.
My neighbour stood under the lemon tree and we both speculated on how long it will take for my lemons to ripen.
‘Tell me,’ he said. ‘Do you think I am drinking too much? As an alcoholic I thought you might know. I have been knocking them back at the golf club quite a bit lately and I feel a bit off in the morning. What do you think?’
‘Recovering alcoholic,’ I said. ‘I don’t have a clue. If it feels like a problem for you, it may be a problem.’
‘Oh good,’ he said ‘You don’t think I’ll be passing out on the golf course then?’
‘Probably not,’ I said. ‘But I wouldn’t know. The only drinking I can comment on is my own. But if you feel there may be a problem, I would cut back for a while and see if the problem clears up. If it doesn’t clear up, you might want to talk to a doctor or do some reading or something.’
‘Are you always this vague?’ he asked.
I shall stick to recipes for quince jelly. My puppy is much better this morning and tearing around like a demon.