Oak Apple DAY

Tess sat at her kitchen table surrounded by friends. They were busy planning this year’s annual Oak Apple celebrations.

‘I love your poster,’ said Martina, Tess’ new neighbour. ‘Your photo of the oak looks great. Why can’t I take good pictures like that?’

‘I had to go out early one morning to get the right light,’ Tess replied, then frowned.

‘What’s up?’

‘Well, I’d forgotten about it, until now, but there was a man with a clipboard and thick glasses snooping around. I had to ask him to move away from the tree because I didn’t want him in the picture.’

‘So, what did he want?’

‘I didn’t ask,’ Tess admitted. ‘I just wanted to get my photos before it clouded over. Once he’d moved away, I forgot about him.’

There was a discussion about Clipboard Man but no one else had seen him.

‘Oak Apple Day sounds fun, but what’s it all about?’ asked Martina.

‘It dates