Crop

Seriously, it's not worth growing your own chillis. A lot of time, effort and heartbreak have gone into these three measly fellers. Beck arranged them in a row like this, she claims, in the sure knowledge that I wouldn't be able to resist blipping them. So predictable. At least, after yesterday's entry, I decided to forego further embarrassing Katie with a birthday portrait - I left the camera at home and took her out instead for cake and to the Doc Marten's shop for socks and 'Miracle Balsam' to go with her new cherry-reds...