When I went into the garden yesterday morning I discovered to my dismay that two of my little embryonic lemons had fallen from the tree on to the ground beneath.
Did they fall -I asked myself-Or were they pushed.

Anyway in the interestests of science I took them onto the terrace and did an autopsy on one, and found it perfectly viable inside and ready to grace a gin and tonic- even the smell was present- if a little faint.

The books do tell me that I should cull some of the fruit on the first fruiting and I haven’t had the heart, so maybe this is just nature doing this for me.

And, The tree is growing blossoms as I speak so there will be more fruit soon.