Birds,tomatoes and frogs.

David Rotheray's first solo album comes out next week (16th) - he formed The Beautiful South and writes songs blending melancholy and humour. No point downloading this because the album notes cover all the lyrics etc., very much part of the package.

Tomatoes beginning to ripen despite the fact that it has now decided to rain in earnest, all shapes and and shades of red.

This little critter lurking on the supper table is supposed to be terrorising slugs from the hosta bed since I cannot morally use slug pellets - hosta's now shredded to within an inch of their lives whilst froggy makes merry on the patio and shows no sign of returning to duty. Hedgehog is now frolicking in next door's rubbish bin, so it is back to hand picking slugs and throwing them to the metaphorical lions - who cackle excitedly. To carry all the wriggly references further I feel a worm.

If I was an optimist I would kiss him.