I was visiting one of my neighbour's and having a coffee
with her. One of her friends called by to drop something off and came into the
kitchen where we were sitting chatting. The kitchen window looks out onto the
back garden and the friend said, "Ooooh, I love
your bush." She was referring to the iridescent azalea bush blooming with
colour. I noted this down in my mental notebook and, with an hour to kill
between games of snooker, I thought I'd quickly make a plaque. Here it is.