Homemade gifts are a forgotten art; left behind in your primary school years where you got 50p a week pocket money so your only option was to give your old man a handkerchief that you made in a textiles class a month ago. Queue the cycle of life repeating itself. Being a twenty something, in my first job in London, I'm a little strapped for cash so I've gone all Kirsty Alsop on my family and friends and for the time being, its homemade cards and presents. My dad is into his cheeses (and unbeknown to him getting a fancy cheese board from his birthday) so I decided to make him a little line up of jam's, chutney and curds. Stay tuned for some sweet jams.
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