Second Fruit

Yes ma'am, no more excuses, ropy phone kit is drop-kicked for a proper camera at long last–feels like having a new handbag–and I got me tomato number 2. It feels very butch to get excited about technical quality, but I must say, look at the definition on these little yummies.




More later - there's loads to tell you.


{This morning's soundtrack: local radio (?!) }