It's a bit parky here. The 'Beast from the East' propelled me along the beach this afternoon which was quite invigorating. The beach was deserted bar that lone figure in the distance, even the seagulls were sitting it out at sea. I realised that there was no turning back unless I wanted to lose my nose to frostbite, and so my mile long walk turned into a 3 1/2 mile winding route home that kept me perpendicular to the wind.
I nipped into a charity shop on the way and found these two Le Parfait jars for £1.50. I will be making jam later this week and now know for sure that I have enough jars. The lovely yellow cotton fabric was another £1.50, it's going to be a throw for an ugly burgundy tub chair.