Thursday, 7 July 2016
Anyway, I took myself up to the nursery to buy some pelargoniums and plant food. The pelargoniums (or geraniums as they like to call them) were housed in a very hot greenhouse. In fact it was so hot I could hardly breathe and I was thankful that there hadn't been any job available to me! I don't think I would have lasted more than a day. The pelargoniums looked sparse and unloved and I couldn't find any that I was drawn to.
There was a welcome cool breeze out in main nursery and I found a bench of perky looking dahlias. There were big flouncy ones and cute pom poms but I was drawn to one in particular called 'Happy Days'. This plant was lemon with dark foliage and the name resonated with me. Happy days, happy days, happy days........
I picked up Happy Days and headed for the counter where a chinless man pushed his trolley in front of me with his purchases. Brash and loud he took a call on his mobile whilst the cashier waited for payment. I stood observing, unnoticed.
I forgot the plant food.