Busy and all as it is in the kitchen and garden, I absolutely love this time of the year. We’re still heaving with produce and straining for space in the kitchen to deal with it. This weekend alone, it has meant freezing celery, pickling chillis, making a batch of green tomato sour, sundried tomatoes and one or two batches of tomato sauce.

Though I grumble and gripe at the workload, clearly there’s a part of me that loves all this hoarding up for winter. I wonder sometimes, “Was I a squirrel in a previous life? Is it the semi-hibernation that all this work promises that attracts me?”