Balls

Here I would normally add a double entendre. Just slip one in.

Actually, apart from some pottering around the van, seeing if I can comfortably get two bikes and a dog in (I can), this is all I've done today. The balls are a delicate combination of old cooking fat, porridge and most of a tub of peanut butter powder that I found at the back of a cupboard. Don't think the sparrows have noticed them yet.