Real flowers!

“Real” as opposed to the dried flower bouquet that I bought from M&S yesterday, which I had to return to them this morning. Last night I had noticed a chemical smell in the living room. Martin, whose sense of smell isn’t as good as mine, didn’t smell anything. This morning it was stronger and I felt my chest tight. I realised it was coming from the flowers.
So I took them back. I wouldn’t have wanted anyone with any sort of breathing problems have them in their living space. The manager I spoke to promised to report it to head office. She herself could smell the chemicals easily. A nice touch was she gave me this more expensive bouquet. I hadn’t even been bothered about a refund.