Category Archives: Quince

Keeping my pair warm in a cold spell…

Posted on January 15, 2013 by

I found myself in the position of Algernon Moncrieff’s manservant, Lane, this morning. There were no Passe Crassane pears to be had in the shops. “No Passe Crassane at all, Lane? “. “None, Sir. Not even for ready money”. I … Continue reading →

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Of cabbages and coings….

Posted on November 7, 2012 by

The quinces had been sitting around for too long. They were a gift, and although not equine, I felt that I should not be looking at them in the mouth. Is it only mad people who write proverbs? Many a … Continue reading →

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Quince Charming…

Posted on September 28, 2012 by

I could have sworn that I had saved the draft of my current post just before I set off to the shops. Not only could I have sworn but I have sworn, plumbing new depths of profanity, but in spite … Continue reading →

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