There was a bucket in the garden which was filled with rain water, but then a load of apples were taken from a tree and put into the bucket, displacing some of the water. But then the apples, rather than taken inside and later eaten or used for baking, were forgotten about and left in the bucket, and over the following days they slowly worsened and rotted, until finally they were fit for nothing but to be thrown to the jackdaws and crows or else tossed into the compost.
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