I’ve invented a new pastime. I call it Hedgerow Russian Roulette. It involves randomly eating fruits and berries I find in bushes along the side streets of West Hampstead. My reasoning is that I’d be bloody unlucky to find any single berry deadly enough to kill me. It’s not really the sort of game I’d want to play with the kids, but it makes my solitary perambulations so much more entertaining. And the beauty of wondering if that small purple berry will dissolve your liver is that it takes your mind off those deeper issues – deeper even than your liver. The imponderables. But now it suddenly strikes me as odd that we call them the imponderables, when these are precisely the things you spend your life pondering.
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