It was quite good fun rummaging through the undergrowth to find what few sloes were left. For those of you who do not know what they look here are some.
They're bitter horrible things that should not be eaten as they dry out every ounce of moisture in your mouth. I once told my Nanna to try one because I convinced her they were sweet and tasty, I still don't think she has forgiven me. They do however made beautiful gin, yummy yummy!
As we were picking sloes we could hear a lot of noise from a nearby field. I popped around the corner and came face to face with some of the most enormous pigs I have ever seen. I do like pigs, such funny creatures.
It's hard to see the size of them in these photos but the top left one as as big as my hand and the bottom left about the size of my thumb nail. Such pretty things.
I also found a lonely little blue flower.
When we eventually caught the dog and got him in the car we headed off home.
Now the sloes are home they will be washed and put in the freezer for a few days to rupture. They will then be added to some gin to stew for a couple of months and finally some sugar will be added.
I do love sloe gin and can't wait to receive my bottle for Christmas. If anyone knows of any sloe bushes in Nottinghamshire then please let me know as I wanted to make my own this year but don't know where to find any. It's a long way to travel to Suffolk for them.
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