
Making marmalade seems to be one of those British winter pastimes whose traditions get passed down through the generations. The day that Seville oranges appear in the green grocers is nervously waited for, then several days are cleared to allow for the slicing and peeling, boiling and bottling, always allowing for a few extra jars to be handed out to those unfortunate enough not to have the time to partake.
I've made marmalade before using a traditional recipe, but this year decided to go for the whole fruit method.
I'd been recommended this technique by several friends who swore by how easy it was, particularly when it came to slicing the oranges.