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from Victoria Clare contains these words:

Oh. Could you save me some of your seeds please?

Certainly - when they decide to set fruit, which so far they haven't. But
they are only a couple of years old.

I'll save the post somewhere or other and try to remember to jog your
memory. Ta.

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Rusty Hinge
No m'lud, it wasn't a sneg. My joints creak.