Just found it

 So, first thoughts on being invited to be a guest on the distinguished Just Chilling’s blog: 

It’s taken a lot of effort to find out how.  Perhaps that’s because the font is so small or perhaps because I’m IT challenged and am struggling to achieve Level 4 - levelling up is a flawed concept.clearly. 

Secondly, I see my avatar is the church cat.  She’s called Suki and is temperamental, unlike my own dear Coco. But when I had to post on Google for some reason now forgotten, Coco was not yet born and Suki was a beauty. 

And the last thought was that it’s much easier to comment on someone else’s thoughts than produce ones of my own.

However, all that football needs an antidote, even if my host is as antipathetic to wild flowers as I am to football.

 ‘One day’ I promised MiceElf I’ll make an effort and learn to identify the wild flowers in my local area.  And when lockdown arrived it proved be the catalyst. My son and DiL bought me two definitive reference books and on Christmas morning 2020 we set out for Woolwich Common. It was cold but the watery sun made the mist rise and the Common looked lovely. We were the only people there.  I found two flowers: the first was a solitary knapweed down amongst the nettles and brambles, its deep cerise flower being the only spot of colour in the 150 acres, and the other was a single white blossom on the bare branches of a cherry plum.  It took me the best part of an hour to work out the keys and discover their names.

Since then I’ve found 163 plants which I post on the Friends FB page and acquired an undeserved reputation for botanical knowledge. I suspect I’ve also damaged the knees of a certain chilled gentleman for which I sincerely apologise.