If it's possible for a plant to become a member of one's family, then for me it would be this apple tree in my mother's garden. I've eaten it's de-maggoted fruit, stewed with crumble-topping and custard, for as long as I can remember being alive - my soul food.
As children, my brother & I spied on the neighbours from a crate perched in its branches, until it cracked under our weight, and as a
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