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‘Donwell was famous for its strawberry-beds, which seemed a plea for the invitation: but no plea was necessary; cabbage-beds would have been enough to tempt the lady, who only wanted to be going somewhere.’

Isn’t it wonderful to have these long, golden summer evenings, allowing us to read in the garden after work? I’ve been thoroughly enjoying a re-read of Emma, which for me, is the ultimate in pleasurable wallowing. I particularly love reading the strawberry picking scene; what could be more perfect at this time of year? – Rachel