A friend dropped in a few red onions and new potatoes from her allotment yesterday. The onions were just gorgeous things, rich and shiny. I had to try and paint them. The spuds will be boiled, not immortalised in paint.
Well, the right onion looks okay, the stalk bit is wierd though. And lo and behold, the bowl isn't quite as wobbly as usual. I think there's a small gleam of improvement going on these days. I'm sure I can knock that on the head.
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