Every day I have to drive Oscar up the road to be dropped off and every day I drive past not one but two patches of teasels. Every single morning I think to myself "tomorrow I'll bring the camera and take a photo of them and then I'll pick them". Every single morning I think this and then promptly forget. So it has been a bit like my own personal ground-hog day, day after day after day.
I did finally remember though much to the huge annoyance of my passenger, Oscar.
Conversation between us went like this, Me: "I'm going to stop and pick some teasels, do you want to help" Him: "Why on earth would I want to do that?" Me: "Well I was just asking" Him:"Well don't ask."
Ah the joys of an 11 year old towards the end of their first half term at secondary school.
The reason I wanted to pick them was so I could spray-paint them silver. I saw this blog post by Snapdragon (I know they are seedheads but if you look through this blog you'll see why it reminded me) and also because I remembered my mum doing this. So I feel it is a bit retro 70s and before any of my sisters say it, yes I do feel it's as pointless as when mum did it and I will save them for Christmas.