Friday, 9 August 2013


Bindweed, strangling a nettle.
As a child this was my favourite plant in the garden. I really didn't understand why my grandmother would cringe at the site of it. I used to imagine a little seated arbour with bindweed smothered in flowers covering it. Of course, there is nothing to stop me from doing that now apart from a bit more common sense! But despite my battle against it here, seeing the flower here still makes me smile.

Do you remember Victoria Plum? She was a cute little character who wore a bindweed hat, my sister had several of her books. I don't recall the stories well but I always loved her costume.

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