There are wild grapes on our mountain and here they are, not
altogether Dionysian but still with an air of magic.
Finding an irresistible recipe that involved a pillowcase and an
inverted stool, they are now grape jelly.
Spoke with our hunt correspondent (Kevin) and he says that
the hunt has started. They are not allowed to hunt the boar
above Tilling however- that area is protected so they can hunt
the little things, partridge, rabbits and so on. Lily is safe, being big.
Though there are many boar up there, apparently damaging the
vines. Someone should have a word with them.
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