Mr M's tomatoes have been marvellous this year. With just fourteen plants, they've kept us going all summer. My favourite were the tumbling tigress - crisp, full of flavour and so darn pretty with their stripes. The winner for colour was a rogue plant amongst the seedlings my father gave us, with a watermelon pastel blush - type unknown. With the temperature dropping recently, the plants had begun to droop. Laden with green tomatoes, we decided to harvest them in the hope that they'll keep until the oven is ready to be used (everything crossed for this weekend) and can be turned into chutney by Mr M.