Berry picking

I've been wanting to go berry picking at a pick-your-own farm for years and have never got around to it. Today, while the boys were in school, Grant and I drove an hour away to Kenyon Hall Farm in Warrington to pick some strawberries and raspberries.













I kept getting attacked by these swarming little black bugs - Grant didn't, only me! He was teasing me about not reading the "don't wear a green top" memo. The lady at checkout said it was because the corn was cracking (whatever that is).







Picking raspberries:







This is how much we bought and it came to £20 - the punnets are pretty deep.



We sat and ate sandwiches and crisps afterward:



Then Grant drove home while I took some photos:



These are some of the farms near where I live:







Entering my neighbourhood:



Check out the bunting above the street:



This little row of shops is called the Crescent - beautiful Victorian buildings.



The road curves down to the high street:



But we turned left into our street: