You’re dying to know why it’s called that, right? 🙂
Well 6 or 7 years ago when Tony was still in our place he got a little tree in a pot in as a present or a promotional thing or whatever. He had an apartment at the time so he asked me if I’d take it home. I did but there’s the rub.
At the time I was ( and still am) a bit of a nomad and if it had been planted where I was it would have been left behind one day. So I offered it to my parents and they took it for their back garden. It was long forgotten.
Then, the other day my mother says “Have you seen the Tony Fenton Tree is in full blossom?” and I was reminded…