Yes this is another pick your own post. All this unusual stuff to select and pick is a bit of a novelty for a Brit previously restricted to strawberries and the odd goosegog. A clever idea on behalf of the farmers wanting to make good use of the odd spare corner of land. Very trusting they are too, leaving knives and scissors for cutting purposes, and a tin pot for payment. I am not sure that would happen at home. And you see these fields everywhere in bloom throughout the year, from the first daffodils to the last sunflowers.
The Small People frequently ask whether they can stop and pick a bunch or two, and as I effectively get to reap the rewards, I am hardly going to say no to another spot of PYO now am I?
Pumpkins next. Can’t wait!