Can you see what it is yet, as Rolf Harris might say.
It's something growing in the seed trays in the conservatory. I never thought the day would come, but here it is. Something nurtured by me.
The herb is chervil. All I've got to do now is find out what chervil is and what I do with it. I'm not going to mention the foolish thought that the word sounds like gerbil.
Looking good.
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