Chim chimeree

I bought some flowers at the market yesterday, partly because of their name. The florist had written it as chimchimcheree…which immediately had me singing the chimney sweep song from Mary Poppins and wanting to dance across rooftops. Chim chimmeree, chim chimmerie, chim chim cherooo…etc

I looked up some flower books and after a few false starts found that it is actually ‘chim chim chere’. It’s really pretty and a thousand miles from the sooty chimney brush.


But I keep on singing…