Twenty Two

The twenty two baby tomato plants that are currently residing in my bath tub. Since the weather was nice today I let them out for a bit of fresh air.

Quite why the old folk around here feel the need to offer me tomato plants is beyond me. Want to know the best bit? I don't like tomatoes?

As the elderly gentleman shakily handed them over he reached to wipe a tear from his eye and said. 'I know they'll have a good home here.' How can I in the face of such confidence, that I would do right by his tomato plants, say I didn't like them?

Too much heart, that's my trouble ;-)