We live next door to a empty property. The front garden has become wild and untamed, but there is some benefit. I have been greedily feeding off a large wild blackberry bush right next to my fence each summer. Over the last couple of weeks I have been keenly watching the heavily laden bush change colour and become dotted with purple bulbous jewels. This morning however, I realised I had competition! I watched Mrs Blackbird sit on top of the bin cupboard jumping up and grabbing the ripened fruit. Lets just say 3 kg later of freshly picked blackberries and I was pretty happy. Now I have to find the time to turn it into jam!