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I really love living in a country with seasons, especially now. Having said that, I have a mixed relationship with Autumn -- on the double plus side it's time for new pencils, ink, warmer clothes and Brambly Hedge-type foraging. On the less good side is the grip of anxiety in the night as you realise it's term-time again. Yet, summer fruit and veg have been quite confused this year making it all of a scramble in my (tiny) mind as to what the hell season we are in. We were sad that there just weren't any broad beans in any of the shops at all, right up until about 2 weeks ago. This summer's been such a washout and I feel sorry for the plants, bees, animals -- all the guys that are muddled. The blackberries haven't had enough sun to warm them properly either, poor lambs. But now they and the broad beans are here together... I made the buns by adapting a recipe so that it now included plums, and blackberries from a nearby hedgerow (a couple of empty cans and bottles of Tennants and Bucky obliging stashed in said hedge saved this from being a nauseatingly rural scene). Very nice -- good as a pudding, but equally for breakfast.