I just caught a handsome man collecting the hazelnuts from my hazelnut trees. More testament to the fact that I have grown a desirable garden, whereas other people like my next door neighbours just abuse theirs. I want to eat my own hazelnuts though, and last year I had most of mine stolen. So I went out and told him that I wanted them. He apologized in an East European, maybe Albanian accent.
Oh God, London is just too much. That you have to guard your hazelnuts from people who don't have enough respect to ask you first, is just incredible.