Yesterday, I noticed that the first of this year’s scillas were in bloom in my garden (pink rather than Black). Around the close, there are a lorra lorra daffs either in bloom or au point as our friends across La Manche might say.
Yes, I’ve let myself down – even sparing you my feeble attempt at a Scouse accent. On the plus side, the alternative title for this post was a “View to a Squill” – so at least you were spared that.
