Pantry Colour

The quest for bright colours continues.

The yuck continues to prevail outside (grey, clouds, drizzle, blagh). The gods are conspiring to withhold any decent colour in the open air it seems and so ingenuity remains the order of the day INSIDE. There were some colourful tins in the pantry. Why not?

The old body seems to be in sympathy with the weather, I'm afraid. I may be retreating to bed before long. I'll catch up soon.