I remember that - like too many beers, you just couldn't keep it down.

Eider thought of that, given thyme, but sage I am not.

I found all my herb pots walking in a line last night - I put them back on the shelf but one herb keep leaping down and continued to walk. I gave up putting it back in the end because thyme was marching on.

I've put big bold labels my herbs, just in case I get a guest who is parsley sighted.

My herb patch has taken up folk singing, with "Oh Cinnamon! Where have you run to?" being a particular favourite.