Mrs Popple

There’s nothing fancy about Mrs Popple.  She’s a straight forward hardy fucshia - no show-off double flowers or droopy petals or foppish tender stems which will never survive a winter.

She just sits in a corner of the garden and does her own thing - bringing forth simple, elegant flowers each summer.

A few years ago we stayed in a small hotel in France called Les Fuchsias; the extra shows why it was so named.  

When people write holiday postcards they usually say something like ‘our room is marked with an X’.  In this case, our room is marked with an Anniemay.