Travelled down to Wisley today, to see the exotic butterflies in the glasshouse. It was stunning, but I was very hot and wet after an hour and a half in there while DBH took zillions of photos, so definitely not well-groomed. However, I did have cake twice, before and during the 6 hours we spent there, so it was a good day. DBH stunned that I chose carrot cake.
It was a comparison test, I told him. Several plants are now in the car boot, also a nice big mug with butterflies on it for DBH, and stopped off at our favourite pub on the way home for dinner. The winner of the best pub in the UK, no less. I think they are feeling a bit pressured by their new status, they were all remarkably polite to us this evening.