How do you like them apples?
So when my Granddad asked if I'd like him to get me some when he went apple picking at a nearby orchard, I eagerly said yes.
Perhaps a little too eagerly. My granddad, as I may have mentioned before, doesn't do things by halves. This was on our doorstep when I got home today:

About a treesworth (official measurement for apples, I checked) of Cox's. And another bag of its tart cooking cousin, the Bramley.
Er... apple jam anyone?




- ZaidaZadkiel
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