There were no sloes.
But there was still gin. We have several uneaten jars of last year’s marmalade. And a recipe from the W.I. for this stuff.
Not sure how we’re going to last the six weeks it’s supposed to infuse. At the moment all we’re allowed to do is swirl it around occasionally. And take its picture.
The warming orange glow has an obvious appeal. I really like the glass lettering on the Kilner jar too.