Not since I was a child, over 50 years ago, have I scrumped apples but I did scrump one today. My route takes me through one village where a garden has several apple trees near the wall which separates it from the road. I’ve watched the apples ripen over the past month and have been more and more tempted. Today I couldn’t resist it any more, I slid my window open and slowed as I passed the tree putting my arm out and plucking an apple whilst keeping moving. That was this morning and it was quite cold and pouring with rain. The apple was cold and very wet, I couldn’t wait, I just had to bite into it there and then. It was the tastiest, juiciest, crispest apple I think I’ve ever eaten!