Your Osotis?

No! It's Myosotis.

Removed the digit today and instead of watching kitchen fitters I actually did things.
Sowed the broad beans, went dandelion mining, cut a swathe across the shed, took out 2 old (odd) cupboards put in 2+4 drawers snaffled from the old kitchen, topped it off with the work surface, cut the front grass.

In the local vernacular I've been "gay thrang".

There's a bit of a gap twixt wall and foot-path which instead of being seeded by aubrietia used to get sprayed by the council wallahs. Thank the Lord for cut backs. Where the forget-me-not arrived from I know not, but it's more welcome than that bleeping groundsel I was "outing" when I found it.