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  • Summer weather came early last year and the wallflowers were the most vibrant thing in the garden. They grew in a little happy clump against my fence and sang their golden song as I sat in the sunshine and served tea to my guests or strolled around the lawn on the telephone making plans for films.

    Not this year though. The incessant rain and abundance of insects made them such a sorry lot that they looked rather crippled and diseased. So I cut off their heads!

    Better luck next year, wallflowers!
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