Ouch. And my ankle hurts. Perhaps it's all down to the weird, tomato-killing weather. Mind you, quite why I worry about the tomatoes when I don't actually like them when they're all nice and ripe and far prefer the green tomato chutney we might have to make tons of if the weather b0rks them again is quite beyond me. I'd like the sun back, though, please.
Today's Cesc-botherer: Sergio Busquets.