Tomato Plans

A trip to Maw's to sort out her digital TV stations and then a mosey up her garden. She's been growing tomatoes in that greenhouse for most of my life; my Dad loved them and the grandkids grew up able to to help themselves to pungent fresh tomatoes every time they visited (this was when summers were hot and we even had kids running squealing under water hoses. Did I dream that?).
And to think this year she thought they'd be too much bother! I was having none of it. Bossy bloody son, and quite right. And now it's father's day and the laddie has arrived with a bottle of Fraoch for his favourite faither. Cheers to all the other Dads out there!