The Red Tomato

A grey world, grey sky, grey land, grey trees.
Some movement caught my eye.
Looking to my left I could see the Editor gazing up at a huge red tomato hanging about 30 feet up a tree. The only patch of colour visible.
I asked about the tomato and the Editor said that he wanted it for his packed lunch.
I recommended a long pole but no, the Editor had other ideas.
He jumped up and down waving his arms.
I thought that was a hopeless way to obtain the tomato but as he jumped up and down, some sort of vortex was created and the tomato fell with a splat onto the grey ground.
However enough was salvageable for a packed lunch.
Result.

Two visitors only

Myself and a friend were visiting a patient in the local hospital. I noticed The Editor and Isabelle had also entered and made their way to the far end of the ward. They were giving each patient a sweet and a kiss on the forehead. I thought, "So this is what they do to redress the balance." I said to my friend that she would get a chance to meet them both. I then lay with my head on the bed to receive the two proferred gifts. However I was rumbled before that memorable event occurred and I successfully woke myself up.