Bonfire night, she is worried her home is on fire

Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home,
Your house is on fire,
Your children shall burn!

I found this lady in amongst the flowers and other detritus whilst dead heading the plants in the front garden. She did not rush away so maybe she was relying on the Norfolk fire service.

Finally finished the planting of the new rose bed along side the drive, big bag of chipped wood delivered and spread. This completes the last big job of the year (I hope)