A bucket of freshly picked plums destined to be made into Spiced Plum Sauce and when the bucket is tipped into the bowl for washing what do we see? Victoria's bum, yet again!
A little lopsided this time but another collector's piece without doubt. Two in a year is a bit of a coincidence so maybe we do get night visitors in the orchard...
Aliens must be beaming up our plums and then tampering with them, returning them to the tree after their fiendish experiments.
It doesn't bear to think what they'd do to us, although you never know do you? Orchard watch starts tonight after dark, me first.
Now to dig some potatoes, who knows what I'll turn up?