It is the turn of the White Guard next. I am a bit wary of this crew ever since I tried to buy some white summer stocks in a local supermarket and the lady at the till gave me a lecture on looking after the flowers so that they lasted as long as possible. I tried to lighten the mood by mentioning that I had some lovely apricot roses in my garden but this was obviously a faux pas because she looked appalled and said "I only have white flowers in my garden. White. Nothing but white". There was the slightest hint of mania in her eyes so I didn't make my quip about Dentist-hurst.
You will be interested to note that white Nemesia that smells of vanilla was reprieved, split up from its chums on the windowsill and made to sit in a shady place where the fragrance would not be so overpowering. As a result it has worked hard all summer and now has a Certificate of Commendation. Well done Nemesia!