Nick Tatchell has blogged on harvest and how different it is from when he was a child:

It’s Harvest Festival time of year. The harvest festivals of my childhood saw the altar of our small village church laden with sheaves of corn, mounds of green beans, ripe-red tomatoes, carrots, apples, pears (was everyone an Alan Titchmarsh-grade gardener back then?). These days our church altar is more likely to be laden with tins of soup, beans or other ‘non-perishables’ that we pass on to our local food bank: all very worthy, but where are the vibrant hotchpotch of colours and the raw-earth smells of my childhood?

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