1. A pumpkin *explodes* underneath my foot. The chickens step back and cluck quiet complaints.
1b. The pulp washes away from the seeds. Set on a piece of kitchen roll, they’ll just have time to dry off before I need to start the cycle again.
2. I am quite fond of the pyjamas & wellies aesthetic. (Though I’d only wear it in the garden.)
3. John says the salad he’s just made is “handsome”. He’s right – and it’s delicious too: fresh and fruity.