Just Help Yourself

I was walking home from the High Street, after completing my errands of:

• Sending a Chemical Engineering book to someone off Amazon,
• Going into Natwest to tell them that I will still be a student for the next four years,
• Donating some of the items from my room that no one in their right mind would pay for (I was nervous going into the charity shop that they would reject my items, meaning I would have to beat an embarrassing retreat; so much so that I forgot to hand over some of the items in my bag and had to go into Marie Curie as well).

Just after I passed the fire station I saw a box of evergreen-looking twigs, sitting on the edge of a front garden wall. As I got closer I saw the accompanying sign, which read:

ROSEMARY
Please Help Yourself
To ROSEMARY
Cuttings

This struck me as a very neighbourly thing to do, and made me feel very happy about the world. I can only aim to one day be as generous as the rosemary lady of Belmont Road.

I hope all Nina of you that reads this will endeavour to share your rosemary cuttings with the world over the coming days and weeks, metaphorically speaking.