Contents of a…

…small boy's old man's Pocket.
Some days ago I shot a clutch of empty Shells in the Greenhouse; checking one was empty and pocketing it.  En route House I also, would you believe  unconsciously, pocketed the last two Strawberries.
    Unfortunately I was wearing "The wrong Trousers"© Wallace & Gromit, taking them off once indoors, having previously been down town, and into Tracky Bottoms.
    Today I again donned my down town Breeks --> exploratory hands to pockets, came out moist.  Investigation yielded - this Shell, one edible Strawberry, a Strawberry Haulm/Hull and a pink Hanky, courtesy of dead Strawberry.