It hasn't taken me long to get back into my old habit of very early waking. The fact that it is still totally dark doesn't make any difference whatsoever. It's also jolly chilly this morning and the time is coming when I will need to hunt out my dressing gown for extra warmth. I've just been out to the freezer and came back shivering. I'm glad I shut my tomato plants up in the grow-house yesterday evening.
I still seem to have gadzillions of titchy tomatoes waiting to be eaten, despite a surfeit yesterday. I suppose, given that I picked a huge potful in the morning and then another huge potful in the evening, it's hardly surprising. Ah, well, I have six more portions of a very delicious roasted tomato sauce for the freezer and intend to make more and I am already dreaming of green tomato chutney (and how much time I will save using Thermione for all the chopping).
Today I want to rest. I'm going back to bed again shortly as I can feel the tiredness beginning to wash over me. I reckon I could get another couple of hours of shut-eye if I try! I have a Sunday lunch to cook, of course, but that's OK and won't be a problem.
Diane, I have a question for you, if I may ask. If I boiled a whole load of new potatoes, cooled them and vacu-packed them, how long would they last in the fridge? It would be a grand time saver, assuming they stay good for a reasonable length of time.
OK, so I'm back off to bed. Fingers crossed that the sleepy feeling translated into a good snooze! 'Night!