This morning, being the suspicious type, I lifted up the leaves on the plants on my balcony and there they were: small, ripe, scarlet, delicious.
I am no gardener, so I was inordinately pleased by these eight strawberries, precisely half of which I immediately gave away, as if they were mine to give. They are the first edible things I have ever conjured up in my life. It was a gift from nowhere. I was transported straight back to the good old days of the tooth fairy.
The downside is, I keep thinking someone is going to turn up and charge me for them. This can't possibly be legal.
Pic: Aliens