This morning, to my surprise, I opened the last jar of homemade marmalade 2014. I didn't make any this year to give myself the chance to catch up - and now I'm sorry. I was so shocked - my kitchen cupboards are always cluttered with jam jars, empty and full - that I got up on the stepladder to see if marmalade was lurking in corners.
Meanwhile, apricot jam 2015 is disappearing fast. The single precious jar of rosepetal jam is eked out in teaspoonfuls on Greek yogurt.
I think of all those pounds of sugar on my hips. And wonder if I should make some more?