Here at home today was jam day. Yesterday we picked up a flat of raspberries at Goldsmiths in Thornbury where we had reserved them. They're nice quality and fresh, from Goldsmith's own farm. This morning Mrs. F.G. devoted herself to making the jam, a full dozen jars of it. She's committed to doing this every year, even though we give most of it away. I love it, and this one is one of my two favourite, even though I don't actually eat a lot of it.