At this very moment, somewhere deep in the Cotswolds, the Duchess of Sussex is eyeing up a fruit bush and fondling trees on her new estate.
She is wondering if she can bottle their bounty to make a buck and thinking fondly of the plaudits she’d get for rescuing those damsons in distress.
To date, on the As Ever preserves aisle in Meghan’s little shop of horrors, there is the new spiced apple spread alongside her previous apricot, raspberry, strawberry and blackberry jams of middling quality but high price.
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