I take many more close-up photos of uninteresting household objects in a day than either me, or anyone resembling me, could possibly use. I understand that this is an ungrammatical statement, but I like it too much to care.
I grew those tomatoes! All by own! If I ever wrote a cookbook I would call it A Thousand Ways to Eat a Tomato. It would be a stunning work of creative genius.
Clearly not much happened today. I did visit a friend for a cup of tea and decided that not painting my living area for the sole reason that so much else needs doing is rather daft. I also got overtaken on my morning walk by a small group of old ladies, and was jeered at by a brown gull. There were odd men with odd detecting devices digging up odd holes. I saw the moon during daylight which somehow surprised me. The sun came back out this afternoon though he wasn't due until tomorrow. I have terrible posture and not enough food to fill up my hungry youngest child. To be fair, there is never enough food to fill up my hungry youngest child. Let her eat tomatoes.
