...it's not a Swede, it's a smegging beetroot. Cowboy phoned up to tell me he was on his way home but he'd been pondering (all day, apparently; I thought he was a bit vacant when I spoke to him earlier) and he's pretty sure it's a beetroot. Nah, says I, can't be. It's a Swede: it's just really dirty, because all the vegetables come with tons of dirt on, because they were pulled out of the