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Postcard: The fruits of our labours.

On the way back from my saturday morning swimming lessons I spotted loads of blackberries growing by the side of the road. It was a sunny morning, so we stopped and picked a carrier bag full. When we were back home Mum and I put them in a big pan, added loads of sugar, and then spent ages with them bubbling away. I don't like jam with bits in, so once it was at the right temperature we sivved it and put it into jars. Even when it was cooled it was still a little runny so I tried adding some to whipped cream, and it made it taste amazing - Dad said I've invented blackberry infused cream (he loved it too)