.. a raspberry.
And as it explused its juice on my tongue and gave me that bitter sweet mouth watering feeling I suddenly remembered being a child and picking berries with my Mum near the observatory in Paisley.
The world is far too polluted now to be able to pick raspberries and blackberries. Sad.
Thursday, 10 July 2008
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