Dad’s insipid daffodils!

By the time ten o’clock arrived this morning and work hadn’t been on the phone, I decided to jump on the train into Edinburgh and go see my Dad. Sunday is the day he has his friend, John over for a game of canasta and they welcome another player. The blip is of some daffodils that Dad bought in one of the supermarkets. They were not open when he purchased them and he was quite disappointed that they weren’t yellow. I think I agree with him.