I was walking to work the other morning and overheard a mother talking to her young daughter. They were looking on the ground for conkers and the mother was remarking that someone had taken the large ones already. It took me back to when I used to walk to school with my mum and sister. We’d walk through the leaves and pick up conkers, helicopters and beech nuts and stash them away in our pockets.
I mentioned this to my husband earlier and he’d never heard of beech nuts. I tired to describe them and then looked on Google for a picture and surprisingly couldn’t find anything.
So this weekend we’re off to the country to walk through the leaves, smell the autumn and search for the allusive beech nut.
ooh we’ve just been out for a walk and seen loads of beechnuts round Urmston Meadows – always a lovely place for a walk, with horses and donkeys to see along the way too.
Ah, so I wasn’t imagining them
Urmston Meadows sounds lovely. I’ve never heard of it before but will have to check it out.