Having started life in the city where the well known nursery rhyme originates, the inmates at Wakefield prison would exercise around the Mulberry bush in the prison grounds. I'm told it flourishes there still to this day, but I've never seen it (obviously)! So I was delighted to find a Mulberry tree earlier in the week in one of our local parks. It seems no-one knows what it is, it is laden with fruit, and the floor around it is stained a rich purple with the ripe berries. We had fun with the dogs there today, they eating them and we climbing the tree to collect them (you're never too old to climb a tree). I was surprised to find out that there are only around 200 of these trees in the UK, looks like the barbet may outnumber them soon!