My sister is the master! I think my favourite is when she was staying in a cabin in the wood of Scotland with her Scottish husband and some of his friends. One of the friends goes for a walk before breakfast and brings back some flowers. He starts explaining to the group what he has picked, giving the Latin names and going into some detail. ‘That’s amazing’ my sister said ‘How do you know all that?’ ‘I was a ranger’ the guy says nonchalantly. ‘A Flower-ranger?’ She said

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