It all started on Wednesday.

There we were, cuddling our Guinnesses,
''Now here's a debate that has been raging all over the net - when you order more than one pint of Guinness (as one often does!) there is always that slight awkward pause - especially for a linguist like myself - as to the correct word to use. My first inclination, and the version I use probably more often than not is to refer to multiple Guinnaeii. ''

SO! Anyway, I leaned across to Herself and whispered ''Where are we going tomorrow?''
Some time ago She decreed that Thursday would be ''taking off day'' and we'd try to take-off to somewhere or other.

It's a wee while since we took off and it was decided Thurs a.m. that we'd away to Barton Grange, it's worth the visit just to have a meal. There are two versions of eatery... 1. ''They'' give you the HOT plate with the main item thereon, you then move to the next counter and help yourself to as much/little of whichever veg takes your fancy. In this case Steak & Ale pie, boiled baby taties, roast taties, carrots, cheesey cauli, and peas/corn/squeaky beans and mange-tout mixed (Which I, of course refer to as Mangey touts)
Version 2. Apparently, exactly the same but you sit down and are waited on and consequently pay a wee bit more.

It's one of those places where you don't often leave empty handed and since the solitary Winter Aconite reared its head She's been pining for more.

Both ends of the labeling spectrum ..
On the one hand: we have
''CROCUS chrysanthus Prins Claus''
''CROCUS sieberi Tricolour'' and
''Winter Aconite (Eranthis cilicica)''
and on the other hand : we have two labels, stuck ON two pots ... Both saying ...
''PRIMROSE 10.5 cm'' and a bar-code.

DUCK FAT for a game of toy soldiers: Primula they may very well be, but by NO stretch of the imagination would I dream of calling them Primrose. It's almost as heathen as calling a Japanese Maple (Acer) a ''Sycamore.''