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The pebble-sized raspberries that my mum grows, and which my granny used to grow. The tiny fruits are a pain to harvest but their flavour is amazing.
Apples from the gnarled old apple tree that (obviously) came with the garden.
Masses of French beans.
I might move house this year. It’s very early days, but the possibility of having a bigger garden is sending my plant-collecting gene into overdrive. I currently grow plants in my small, shady courtyard garden. But after four years of this, I long