There's something about turning 50 that compels one to sit down and make impossibly long lists....
Appropriately, my birthday was a perfectly sparkling autumnal day. So list in one hand, champagne in the other, I embarked on a feverish mission to pick seasonal blooms, rake fallen leaves, weed the parterre, harvest chillies and make a start on the marrow chutney....
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