Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said ‘What a good boy am I!’
Traditional nursery rhyme

I suspect the plums mentioned here are actually raisins and no, it’s not Christmas, but as my more unscrupulous journalistic colleagues would say, never let the facts stand in the way of a good story. Our infant orchard is beginning to bear fruit and I collected a basketful of plums. Continue reading →