Wilson is in the garden preparing for the party on Saturday.
The Florist has sent round what they were able to supply — a pot each of lavender and snowdrops, plus several paper sunflowers — and W has borrowed a branch of Flowering Cherry from our neighbours. I'm not altogether certain whether they know they've lent it yet.
He has cunningly sprayed the sunflowers with some Brut aftershave one of his stepfathers left behind when he moved out — he assures me this will 'increase their realisticness by at least 400 percent!'
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