The other day, there was a knock on the door from the Postman, he told me he enjoyed the apples that I have been leaving out on the Abundance table. He wondered if they were the apples from East Hereford street? I was not aware there was a tree that was not being picked, so the next day I had a reccy.
There it was beautiful eaters and a quince.
Not quite ready yet, we have to be patient