I can't face standing up to draw, but have now realised that everything is out of proportion because I sit and draw with the book flat on the table. The jar is the most suspect item, though the pickled cucumbers are nice to eat. What I need is a small table easel. May look out for one of these. If I can be bothered, though I do rather like wonky things. Must be part of the quirkiness of getting old.
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