Ten minutes ago they were gently ripening and now these beautiful strawberries are on plate being coveted. Forget imports that look like strawberries but taste of nothing, this little picking look fantastic, smell fantastic and taste of the British summer.
How do I know I hear people saying? Simple. I was forced to test a few prior to arranging them artistically on the plate.
I wonder how many will survive until this evening?
Maybe I'll have to pick some more before the boss gets back.