Social media recently reminded me that it’s a whole year since we met up with some old friends at a National Trust property midway between our homes. We had a lovely day, picnicing in the shade, strolling in the sunshine, admiring the flowers, commenting on the quality of the vegetables and remarking on the efficient plant labelling. Unfortunately the house was closed due to Covid but we wandered around, chatting about anything and everything, eventually finding ourselves on the lawn behind the house. An enormous shrubby tree loomed in front of us and I quickly realised it was a mulberry bush. You can guess our reaction! We walked around it (well some of us did!) singing the song and marveling at the vastness of the tree. There were very few people about so we hid ourselves among the branches to sample the fruits. Several mulberries later we emerged…a stained shirt and red fingers hidden…we went on our way thinking nobody would notice. Eventually as we returned to the car park, the lovely attendant asked if we’d enjoyed our visit and then added, ” And I see you found the mulberry!”……..Does this count as scrumping – at our age? x
Yes!!!!!🤣🤣
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