PYO- or not....

A leisurely morning, dragged the kids out in the afternoon to Easter Anguston Farm to pick strawberries. We were denied there last year, and it was not to be again. Bushes were stripped bare, there were a few dreels hanging thick but green.
Betty picked 7 strawbs and Nelly 5- Betty was horrified when I said just eat them. No way was I going up to the shop to pay for 12 wee berries.