I don't know what happened... the sun was shining, the trees were frothy with blossom, I had a day off work, and somehow this little pot of catmint with it's sweet purple flowers and fuzzy silver leaves called to me from the garden center herb table, on a 6-for-£10 offer. Did I realize catmint is a funny way of saying catNIP? No, I did not, not until I planted it anyway and a whole stinking line of cats is waiting to roll around in it. Arrgh!
Sorry birds, please stay away from my garden unless you want to be somebody's supper.