The event had barely started and Anthony found himself stripped of his cool leather jacket and press ganged into a pink ruffled pinny. It was the only cover-up they had left so he had settled for it even if could have done without the adorable grinning white rabbit on the front...

After an initial fumble with the paintbrush he had dived into the spirit of the art of painting if not the skill of it. His canvas blossomed in brilliant reds and yellows but looked more like a child's enthusiastic finger painting rather than the autumn tree it was meant to be. Even his cheek got into the action as a small smudge of red ended up dabbed on his jaw. Holding his brush and concentrating on his work Anthony never even noticed.