Too many chokos

Gave a bag of chokos and other greens to friend, who offered me recipes for them. It’s okay, thanks. We’ve had chokos in stir fry, in soup, roasted, steamed, in chutney, in lasagne… just don’t like them! This year, they weren’t ripe in time to use as a base for relish or jam. Husband’s brother sent us 3 a few years ago; we ate one, planted the others, and now every year up they come, prolific as convolvulus, along the vege garden’s wind break, sheltering the passionfruit vine, through and over the huge hydrangeas and creeping up to tangle in the fig tree. Last year when husband was trying to get rid of loads of them (even the food bank and the Sallies refused to take any more), I was with my daughter in Queensland, where a single choko cost $1 in the supermarket. I laughed and laughed. We’re just so happy to give them away! PS Don’t get in touch to ask for some. We think the season’s over—for this year.

Colours of the ocean for a friend

Nanna says she couldn’t think what to get her oldest friend for her birthday. Then she said she’s not the oldest friend she’s got, but they’ve been friends for over 45 years, and we think that sounds very old.

In the end, Nanna says she decided something “handmade with love” would be the best present, and because her friend spends a lot of time fishing and sailing, she’s knitted it in colours of the ocean.

On one side, the scarf ends in a V or triangle shape, and on the other side there are six steps, one for each decade.

We think it will be a great present, don’t you?