Since my almost-week in Somerset was spent either getting rained on, or inside watching the rain and waiting for my wet clothes to dry, we did a lot of baking. I’ve made apple cake every autumn for the last few years, and this year I tried a new recipe. The ones I’ve used before made a very runny batter, which you bake at a low temperature for a lonnng time. This one was much thicker, and was baked a lot quicker. We used apples from the tree in my garden, and eggs from my hosts’ chickens. Once baked, the cake was brushed with a honey and cinnamon glaze, and we ate it while still warm (with considerable amounts of vanilla ice cream).