Well, I couldn't resist it. After much consideration, I decided that the new Imagi-war, 42mm project steam lorries were just too garish for the show. So I've given one of them the treatment, and now it looks much more utilitarian (than a brewery dray?), and more active service:
Actually, I think it looks rather noble - a bit like those London buses that saw their way to the Western Front in 1914/15.
Not quite finished, as the barrels need a bit of matt varnish, and the lorry could do with a number, perhaps with a Cyrillic air.
Meanwhile, the allotment plot continues to produce, with soft fruit flowing into our tiny galley kitchen,
where it is turned into jam (more than enough for a year's supply) by my Western Isles' wife, who knows a thing or two about good jam.
Or, as our grandson said, admiringly, last year, 'Granny takes little things and turns them into jam'.
I might add that the soft fruit produces fine crops despite being somewhat neglected by me - amazingly forgiving. My soil time is more focused on the broad bean/dwarf French bean/cabbage/swedes/runner beans/potatoes/green leaves front. And all for a few pounds sterling a year.