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It was scientifically established in the pub last night that there can be no discussion of the fruits of the plum tree that doesn't immediately descend into both crudity and hilarity, especially when someone's being a bit prudish.

As if to prove the point, today I found that my plums were getting a bit soft and squishy. So much so that you were in danger of pushing your fingers through them and if you gave them a little tug they would come away in your hand.

The tree yielded a good 10kg of fruit that was quickly boiled up and the syrup is dripping nicely into a pot. Soon it'll be incorporated into a nice porter, although I'll need to think about that. The porter's usually 6% but if I add all that fruit syrup all the sugars will ferment and who knows what it'll end up being. 

Apart from that, some beer was made and 20 miles was knocked out on the bike. The piano was tinkled and I now have a repertoire of two whole tunes. Two!