In time for Christmas – Chapter One

I’ve always thought our garden a lovely affair. It’s satisfyingly wild, has more than its fair share of brambles, annoys the neighbours to head popping proportions, produces random harvests of edible fare with little human intervention. This includes such delicious things as red flesh apples, pears, chives, fairy strawberries, the very occasional courgette & of …

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