Apple Harvest

Lots and lots of apples in a trailer in Wiltshire or somewhere abouts near there. Lovely to catch up with my friend Helen (after about 5 years since I saw her last) and her growing family...ended up exploring a really stange warehousey sort of antiques/flea market where they sold cider to drink as you wander round looking at the things you can buy. I was going to blip an old sewing machine with a half drunk pint of cider on it...but the apples were a far more colourful and seasonal choice :-)

Now to continue the worry wartage about whether to dye my hair back to brown before work tomorrow....