Meddling!

About thirteen years ago I came across a Medlar tree in a garden centre just north of Woodbridge. It was too tall to fit in my car so I paid and Mr. G put a SOLD sign on it, then hubby had to go and collect it. At the time, my classroom had a “QI” corner and it seemed to me that many children would find it quite interesting, maybe having not seen one before and the first harvest proved me right. Over the years I’ve made Medlar Jelly but the family weren’t keen so I’ve donated the fruits to various people and groups. This year we picked about thirty pounds and they were collected by the lovely lady who had some last year. They are strange thing, Medlars, known in France as “dog’s bottoms” amongst other things and they need to “blet” or rot before they are ready to use. At that point the flesh is soft and tastes like stewed apple with cinnamon – interesting is probably the best way to describe them 😉 x