Most mornings I go for a run around the Panmure Basin.
All this week I spotted a bunch white lilies growing wildly among the bush on an embankment that I run past each morning.
Every day as a passed the lilies I started thinking that I should stop, climb up the embankment, pick the flowers and bring them home to my wife, as I was sure she would quite like the gesture – and certainly loves being surprised with a bunch of flowers!
But, anyway 