Well that was a silly thing to do wasn’t it ? It’s all well and good having A Eulogy – Part I but your hand is then forced into writing A Eulogy – Part II. And I havn’t got one.
Nothing to add , nothing to Eulogise about .
The pears are still lying where they fell. I am thinking that I will pick them all up in the morning. And that after that I may make them into something tasty, possibly something that lives in a jar.
I am also thinking that I may bake some of them and pour chocolate all over the top. Some will go into lunchboxes ; some will go to friends.
Some may find their befuddled way onto the local black market . That’s The Boot. The Boot is riddled with home growers flogging off their freaky-big veg. crops. And there are still some left on the trees. Who’d have thought it?
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So. No Eulogy. I’ve got a few pictures though. Would you like to see them ?
But more of this later.