It's past mid-September, and already the farmers are spreading their nets in the Chestnut plantations.
I see that a few Chestnuts have already started to fall, and they appear not to have suffered too badly from the hot dry summer.
The first to fall are always eagerly awaited, I cut a cross into the pointed end and boil them for about 15 mins; lovely sprinkled with a little salt.
The 2019 crop is looking OK; I've never known a really bad Chestnut year. They are deep-rooted trees and always find moisture.
We are desperate for rain. Even after yesterday's feeble attempt, it's still like the bloody Sahara here.