TP wandered down stairs this morning and advised that his London-bound train had been cancelled. Initial panic subsided after he added that he now planned to take an earlier train, and needed to be dropped off at Evesham station before half past nine.
So that was how my morning started. By the time I got back, 30% had left to spend the morning drinking coffee with her mum ... I was home alone.
After days* of inactivity I finally summoned some enthusiasm and headed out to the veg patch with a fork. I had decided to investigate the success, or otherwise, of my parsnip growing experiment.
Previous Journal entries have reported the sporadic germination of the crop, but I can report that the few plants that did grow produced enormous roots. Realistically, I should have probably harvested them a while ago, as I am a little concerned that they may now be woody. No matter, I will definitely put in another crop in 2026, as I can see that they grow well in our soil.
The rest of the day was spent in general domestic tasks, with little of interest to report, apart from starting the cure of two pork loin joints.
We are running short of bacon and 30% had purchased two discounted loin joints* from the supermarket. These were rubbed with a cure mixture, and are now sat in the bottom of the fridge slowly curing. They should be ready for removal on, or around, the 28th.
I am likely to be smoking the bacon a couple of days after the New Year.
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* more accurately a fortnight!
** We usually buy two complete loins from a local butcher for curing, and these will produce sufficient bacon to last twelve months. I didn't get around to completing a cure this year, hence this stop-gap measure to keep us in home made bacon.
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