A Plant

A bit garish to say the least (the border doesn't help - sorry about that), but it’s better than a row of creosoted pickets leaning on the shed.
 
Id required - neither Mrs W yours truly can remember what it is, but it sits beside the water feature in a pot.
 
Spent most of the morning in bed, then wasted the rest of the day away.  Late brunch followed by applying wood treatment to pickets for next phase of fence upgrade, followed by sleep followed by Skyping kids and getting a quick snapshot somewhere in between that lot.
 
It appears that my snotagram that Time Radio picked up on also got published in the Times today, at least a very edited version.  I’m a bit annoyed as with the editing it came over as much as a wine instead of subtly making a couple of strong points.  Mrs W pointed out that since Thursday there has been a lot of activity on the subject from government departments, so maybe the word is getting around.