I remember the good ol' days, me and the band used to have massive #jam sessions. Frankie would be on Concord grape and Liz would be on red currant. Daff was wild cherry all the way, and no one rocked black raspberry like I did. The kitchen came alive with our noise. "If you don't like the taste of summer, preserved in sugar and just waiting to ride a piece of hot toast to your mouth, then get out of the kitchen," we'd crow. And our jams? Our jams were the best.

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