On my birthday I made time for my one true passion. Hating agapanthus. I was walking my kids to school, taking time from their precious blink-and-you’ll-miss-it childhoods to seethe and take a picture of the revolting, saggy mess of agapanthus on the way. I have urgently supplied this picture to the Guardian and I’m ready and willing to speak out further. If you’re thinking “What’s an agapanthus? What is this woman on about? I don’t know what this is” – yes you do! One of the many dispiriting traits of agapanthus is that they’re everywhere. They’re a forgettable, green-tongued plant
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