Sunny peppers.

Apologies to Edward Weston.

Not that I'm saying I'm anywhere as good as he is.
It's just in case you thought I thought I was, and was being a pretentious fuck.
Which I am of course. But definitely not worthy of licking the shoes
of Edward Weston, or indeed any photographer, past or present
living or dead, come to that.

Good, I'm glad we got that sorted.