Playing with my... drink.

Yes, ok, it's dark and rainy and I've done practically nothing of any photographic worth... it's an emergency blip. Did you parents tell you not to play with your food? I wonder what mine would think of me playing with a goldfish bowl of amber loveliness...?

Lit with nothing more than a candle. In fact, the remains of this candle, which you can confirm if you look carefully into the reflection. 

I have to admit, thinking about all those food photographers... well, it has to be pretty cold and grotty by the time they've finished with the picture taking, hasn't it. Not particularly palatable. On the other hand, mine is delicious and warming gently by the flickering flame.

I think, all things considered, I prefer playing with my drink.