When Manfred Mann released Pretty Flamingo I was 12. I’m a bit older now but I still have a pretty flamingo. This is thanks to Gill Heavens, who sent her to live with me after I jokingly commented on her (Gill’s) blog that I’d give her (flamingo) a home. And so Flora appeared in my greenhouse. Flora Flamingo, see? All the ffs. It’s only “ffs” cos Manfred Mann were signed to EMI. If they’d been signed to the Decca label it would have been “fffs”. Oh, come on people, don’t you remember the record company logos?
Like every Mum, Gill occasionally checks up on her (Flora). Yesterday and today I’ve been potting up a mix of bare root plants, cuttings and seedlings. And Flora, with her single spout at the top of her nose, has proved her worth. Enough of a flow to settle the compost in pots without, as a big watering can would, wasting water everywhere if I use a rose or, if I don’t, producing such a flow as to bounce the compost out of the pots. Flora’s been a big help.
No doubt Mum will be pleased.