Do you like butter?

My mum used to hold buttercups under your chin and if the yellow reflected on your skin, you liked butter.

I saw this one shining brightly as I walked in to work this morning and it caught my eye.

Today was the beginning of the end at school. Junior school had a free barbecue and ice-cream after lunchtime. All played out under brilliant sunshine.

My retiral 'do' tonight. Apprehensive.

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