Quince with everything

Quinces from my parent's garden in Sussex.  I spent today down at the seaside in a brief visit, and it's traditional for my mum to press food into my hands as I stagger home again.

This time I escaped with just four kilos of freshly picked quinces and an oregano plant, and although I do like quince I think I may struggle to find ways of using them up.  Still, they have such a wonderful distinctive perfume; my luggage smells heavenly now!