Sheep's Parsley

Sheep's parsley always brings back funny memories of a journey Bill and I undertook many years ago when we drove down to Devon to visit Michael. We were booked into a B & B half way there, and we were told to wait in the sitting room as the owner had said she was going to be out . We duly went in and sat down in the house which had been left open for us. No one came and we waited for abut four hours and still nothing. Very tired, we decided to head off and never did know if the owners returned. It was a really strange experience. There was a big vase of sheep's parsley in the fireplace - hence the memory....