Sunday Afternoons

Blackberry tart. Thick, sugar crystal coated, short crust pastry on top and thick custard that sticks to the inside of your mouth. Sharp blackberries cutting through the sugar to make you screw up your eyes, and take your breath away, while their pips get stuck in your teeth.

That was late Summer afternoons at Nan's. The whole family visiting. The dog trundling around, as any big corgi does. A bright ginger and white furry tank, keeping an eye out for treats he's not supposed to have and making sure he gets more than his fair share of petting. Sunday afternoons...