Mocked by a mock orange

I take it all back part two: for years I have scoffed and scorned this huge bush at the front drive.   All flower and no scent I used to declare.   And this week I was looking round for something bold and large for the front hall vase and settled on the mock orange.   It won’t smell, I thought, but at least it will be glam.

So I chopped off a few monster branches (with no discernable difference to the huge plant) and added them to the vase.   And the discovery? It does have a scent. Faint. But when you put it in a small room in a huge volume it actually does smell.   Hurrah.