A weed by any other name

“Is that lavender?” asked George as we were clearing the rose beds.

No, I replied. It’s er…hang on, I looked this up on my phone last year.

Looks up flower

Purple toadflax, apparently.

As soon as I saw the name, I recognised it. But I can imagine having to look it up again next time.

Which goes to illustrate the difference between information and knowledge.