Flamboyant

I love the way tulips age, changing from soft little buds in to plump flowers, then opening their petals to release the pollen, before withering away. These make me think of flamboyant flamenco dancers whirling their skirts around.

Thought I'd better check my tax account on HMRC's website this afternoon. Hmmm! One page informed me that I owe them all of £2.20 payable by the end of the month, and another page says they owe me quite a large sum of money and I do not need to pay any tax. Apparently not possible to email HMRC so I tried to phone, and after hanging on for a considerable length of time, decided that I had better things to do! If I owe them £2.20 I'm sure they'll demand it soon enough...