White chocolate beneath the fruit trees
We sat in the garden breaking open a bar of white chocolate and enjoyed the fragrant aromas from the nearby heather and fresh linen drying on the washing line. A fruity scent passed by from a tree of juicy red apples, some of which had fallen to the ground and were slightly bruised. Pouring a cup of jasmine tea we began to tuck into gooseberry fool (crushed fruits in whipped cream), fresh apricots and dried slices of banana. Reaching into a soft leather bag we pulled out a packet of chewy fudge and proceeded to dip them in wasabi for a lively and invigorating end to our afternoon.