A neighbour named Betty ( not the  next door neighbour who curses me out with regular abandon), brought me four Camellia blossoms (from her shrub), to mark my birthday.


I am saving them in a shallow dish and will use them as a table centre piece on 29th May when three of my pals will come to my home for lunch.


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