I can’t leave March without featuring the wonderful harbinger of spring, the Primrose, several plants of which I have recently transplanted from my garden to mum’s grave, as it was her favourite too. Shakespeare refers to the Primrose in Macbeth and here, in Hamlet with Ophelia responds pointedly to her brother Laertes lectures thus: “Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Whiles, liked a puffed up libertine, Himself the primrose path to dalliance treads, And recks not his own rede”. In those days the ‘primrose path’ was seen as a path to destruction. Conditions: Sun and cloud. Temperature: Max 9 Min 4.