Here is an image I inserted - of a poppy from my allotment. I was just taking this shot when Dorothy and Marjorie appeared - I was poised with finger on the shutter when stubby fingers entered the shot and Marjorie shouts ' these are weeds and are not allowed by the allotment society.' It was only Dorothy's lightening reflexes that saved this bloom. She jabbed Marjorie's hand away with the tip of her brolly and explained to her the societies rules on decorative foliage. Marjorie snorted in response and strode off, leaving dents in the grass from her wellie's muttering about her previous societies rules.
There is something very suspicious about that lady.