Wow. They don’t grow tomatoes like that over here (at least I haven’t see them) but if they did, they’d appear on the cover of Sunday colour supplements and be sold in chichi sex shops next to fancy vibrators and there’d be a pub called the Tumescent Tomato and a TV series called How to Grow Sexy Veggies and a learned society would debate sexuality in vegetables and…….etc. etc. The shock-horror-blush factor has been gradually excised from this society since the 60s and while it may still exist in some remote parts of the kingdom (sorry, queendom) I don’t think anyone is shocked by anything anymore, violence included. Recently a venue in London hosted a masturbation marathon, for example.