Mum's Fountain Part 2

A chilly morning has turned into a beautiful afternoon. James and I had lunch in the garden centre at Rouken Glen park and then we all played table tennis in the garden. The reason that we were at the garden centre was to get plants for Mum's fountain, which has small planters on either side of the fountain bit. We chose a mixture of verbena and silver-leaved gazania, which should make a nice display during the summer. As anyone who read my blog from two days ago may notice, James has backed down from his position regarding Mum's fountain, and has now agreed for it to remain forever on our patio. He has not apologised for his previous attitude nor has he said anything nice about the fountain; he seems resigned to keeping it though. Ally did a great job of cleaning it out and refilling it with water and now it looks great with its plants on either side, and is working perfectly. Poignantly, Ally found a wee cigarette butt in the stagnant water when he was cleaning it out, Mum must have flicked it in there years ago. Or it could have been her gardner Sam (who pre-deceased Mum) who also loved smoking. When Jamie was wee, he used to go into the garden and ask Sam to give up smoking and Sam would say "It's too late!" Sam was a great character, originally a coal man who worked for James' Dad, he became a gardner and often didn't turn up for work after a heavy night out. He didn't live to an old age but I always got the impression that he was a happy man.