Fancy Specs

Oh, that's odd. I hadn't noticed his body went over the edge. The radishes are virtually ready. Far too many for us and surprisingly Alice who used to be Frank doesn't want any.

"Reminds me of childhood salads in Sheffield," she says.

What am I going to do with the beetroot? Endless borscht?

The above image was originally a photo of a jester. I did a million things but didn't like any of it so made it a background and drew the little fellow on top.