When we left, in January, we had very little space left in the car, and a superabundance of apples. It seemed a waste to put them in the compost bin, though - so I suggested putting them, spaced out, on newspaper, and seeing what happened. One of these five is a bit wrinkly - the others are perfect (and the living room smells faintly of apples).
This wasn't entirely guesswork. Our Wimbledon house was built in the orchard of an old Victorian property, and for years we had four ancient apple trees in the garden - they died off, slowly, from old age, but there for a while there was an annual bumper crop: apple pies, apple crumble, apple sauce in jars, apple upside down cake, baked apples with raisins and brown sugar, stewed apple and custard, and gifts to neighbors. And this still left us with spare apples. So we laid them out, carefully, on newspapers in the loft, and all through the winter headed up the shaky ladder to retrieve them whenever they were needed for cooking. I'd wondered whether the dark was a necessary part of it - but we couldn't here really leave them in the garage because of possible Mice - but leaving them in a shady corner seems to have worked just fine.
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