Don't curdle the curd

The pressure is getting to me. The show is tomorrow and I still have to make the lemon curd if I am to have an entry by tomorrow morning. The prize avoiding jam is sitting in it's jar waiting to be snubbed, but I have high hopes that the curd could be a winner. I mean, all I have to do is make some. How hard can it be?

The fact that I hate the stuff doesn't seem to be fazing me, though there is one snag. How will I know if it is any good when I will want to throw up spontaneously on tasting it?

At least I won't have to eat much of it - I'm off to London next week and plan on inflicting it on the poor sods having me to stay. I like to try and fulfill the cliche that all I do is sit around making jam and lemon curd whilst wearing a flat cap, chewing a straw and milking cows...............

Ok - I'm off to harvest my lemons (or decant a pot of Waitrose's best 'Curd de Limon' into a suitably homemade looking jar.........)