Blömey!

Spotted from the top deck of the No. 1 as it crossed Alcester Road.

What it is? Has someone left a cake out in the rain? Has another street drinker passed away? Did it fall off a hearse? Is it some kind of Yippie prank or anti-gentrification snark?

I suspect it has something to do with an award...

Recognition for the efforts made by Natalie Higgins et al has come not in the massive blooms themselves - though it must be a wonder to see such spectacular results of one's efforts - but in the form of some kind of award. They're calling it a Silver Gilt award, a term that confounds this imagination, since I've always associated gilding with gold. But anyway, here's the word.

Now, about that cake...