Cutting the grass today (the lawn mower still loves me) , the white satellites were more like cats eyes on a green road as they became excellent markers for tidy lines at each pass.
I like daisies (as did Meg Ryan’s character in You’ve Got Mail) .
They are a simple flower, fresh, clean and cheerful, even if they are persistent! It doesn’t matter how many times they’re cut back, they’ll still show their heads in a day or two.
When making my cards for Mothering Sunday earlier this year, I used daisies as my theme for Mother in Law.
I selected a pale yellow card and a decoupage kit of daisies. For the verse, I raided the internet for a free download poem and with daisies on the opposite side of the sheet, printed it off for an insert.
I was really pleased with the end result and made sure it wasn’t too fat for the normal post.
I remember many years ago having a new bathroom fitted.
I had selected a burgundy suite, cream tiles with periodic relief of one with a burgundy lily, and the best bit of all, the company were installing a radiator!
Except it never worked.
The bathroom looked lovely when it was finished, but was an absolute bitch to keep clean (never again would I have any colour but white!) and although the rest of the heating was running OK, the shiny radiator in the bathroom remained cold.
The company came to check it out and said it should work as everything was connected correctly and thus the problem was with our heating system, not their installation. Great.
Anyway, a friend of a friend’s friend was in the plumbing business and came to have a look.
Apparently our original heating system was on a ‘daisy chain’, and the new radiator had been set up for a twin pipe return system, so it was doomed to fail before they’d even put the brackets up.
Still, for a bargain price (£300) and whilst the family and I were all away on holiday, this could all be sorted by updating the plumbing and I would be able to toast my toes as I was doing my morning ablutions if I so wished.
Those were the days when trust was paramount, and a workman’s word was his bond.
Never ending, all connected, simple, and straightforward.