Rhubub!

That's what my very Yorkshire grandmother used to call it!

Our good friend and neighbour Ian grows rhubarb and throughout it's season he gives us some every week (he's also an excellent cat sitter). When he gave us this he said it was the last lot for this year. All good things must come to an end.
Shame.

Feeling very weary of all this marking today but am going with a friend to a concert tonight, hope I can stay awake.