It's during these bleak midwinter days that I find myself remembering the balmy days and long evenings of summers past. Thinking of the days when Bert, at least, could wander around shirtless. Obviously this photograph wasn't taken last summer as I don't think he'd his simmit* off once except the odd time he was showering.
But at least the this year's crop of leeks are ready and very delicious. That's something anyway.
*simmit Noun: A large undershirt.
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