We picked up some dry cleaning t'other day, to find a dog biscuit in each plant pot. Either this was a weird and wonderful way to make the plants grow, or they were there to entice owners of dogs to do their dry cleaning there. I'd like to believe the former, but after speaking to my creative partner, who is practically Alan Tittymarsh he said that it was more than likely to be some sort of hippy East Dulwich style shenanigan and that it really wasn't that important to devote so much time thinking about. I beg to differ.
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