Accidental Fruit is about the almost seen, the half remembered and the not quite touched, the silent collisions of past and present and the perpetual interweaving of childhood and age. It registers death as the moment where lived experience is transformed into history. But it is equally preoccupied with the absurdities of the school run and the small satisfactions of village gossip, the way the trees move on a windy day, and its own impossible efforts to pin down the sea.

Accidental Fruit is about the almost seen, the half remembered and the not quite touched, the silent collisions of past and present and the perpetual interweaving of childhood and age. It registers death as the moment where lived experience is transformed into history. But it is equally preoccupied with the absurdities of the school run and the small satisfactions of village gossip, the way the trees move on a windy day, and its own impossible efforts to pin down the sea.