One of the summertime/autumn aspects of life in rural Dibley is the mysterious appearance of plastic bags on my back doorstep containing food offerings - yesterday some home grown potatoes and a large lettuce.  On balance of probabilties in the next few weeks there'll be a few tomatoes and several tonnes of windfall apples.

Moving to the city will, I guess, bring this quirky practice to an end - but no doubt introduce some new ones all its own... like getting paid in money rather than turnips perhaps?! ;-)