The garden rose that thinks it’s July. Good on it. Is this what’s meant by being ahead of the curve? Come July there will be a profusion. But this little beauty is stealing the show right now. Don’t ask me what it is, I can’t remember. Vague recollection it’s a David Austin, but variety escapes me.
And these. Do other people enjoy the pointlessness of them? They tell you all manner of things. Like which popstar you are (Robyn), which Friend’s character you are (Mike) and who would play you in a film (Bradley Cooper). Clearly there are no gender issues to my mind.