Prior to starting my community service at Cliffe, my predecessors planted hundreds of assorted narcissus in the woods, on banks and in borders. Not many places escaped this grand daffodil invasion. As Hero was one of the brave soldiers who planted all these bulbs I think we can quite safely say, without spending the petty cash on a psychotherapist, this may be the reason she isn’t overly keen on these harbingers of spring. Myself I quite like them, some definitely more than others. To my mind, simple is good, frills is bad. Yellow thumbs up, pink thumbs down (whatever next?!) This is Narcissus ‘Tête-à-tête’ which is both simple and about as yellow as you are going to find. Today this petite golden gang was looking near perfect in the low morning sunlight. Surely, Hero, your heart is now thawing.