My 89 year old dad insisting that we shouldn't climb the ladder to pick the oranges at the top of the tree in case we fell! MMMMmmm me thinks it should be the other way around but dad is so fit and active he put me to shame :)
This is the tree after we'd picked the majority of the oranges, just leaving the lower hanging ones for mum and dad to pick over the next few weeks.....
And these are the 23 bags of oranges we picked from the baby tree, Anne and I went home with a boot full of oranges which I passed out at work and to friends and some for myself as well.....it's always nice to go home :)