"And it's not just the house..."
I had to pause at this point, pick a damson from the tree and then turn to face the camera.
"It's also our Orchard Weekend. So why not join us and enjoy some of this historic fruit?"
I smiled fixedly and tried not to squint too much, given the sun was directly in my eyes. Yes, appearing in a 30 second television feature for the local BBC news was a definite step up from my usual forced poses for the local press photographer. Not a huge step, but a step nonetheless. I only looked moderately deranged.