under da wedder

In Gaimersheim until Saturday on a brief visit to catch up with Dr D before my stint in Ghana next month.

I've brought a cold with me, and just hope I spread it around all the dimwit easyJet passengers I had to endure on last night's Munich flight.

Oktoberfest.

So, huddled under a blanket with the chills. So, an emergency Blip. A small corner of Dr D's jam/jelly/juice/chutney store.

She's had such a big crop of peaches (pfirsich in German) this year it turned into a plague.

Mostly juice now, but I did get some jam this morning.