Just recently, 1 was asked to get some flowers for a friend's wedding. Given that I am in the worst one per cent of the male population for red-green colour blindness, I thought this was a huge leap of faith on behalf of the bride. Anyway, the appointed day arrived and I duly collected said flowers from a couple of wonderful local greenhouse cut flower growers. Included were white roses (B.C. grown), green pom-pom mums, purple tulips and some delightful gypsophila to set it all off. All were delivered in water-filled pails and with minimal packaging apart from one wrap of paper. The bride was delighted. Or so she said. I was relieved.
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