When I got to Cape Town, I collected my 'new' car, a battered old Golf. Some friends and I made plans to go exploring, using the car to go north to Namaqualand, where the desert blooms spectacularly at that time of year.
I mentioned that we were going to see daisies in the desert to Simon, who immediately wanted to know who Daisy was, and what she was doing in the desert.
I then found out that, by a strange coincidence, a previous QPSW worker and user of the car (Abi) used to call her Daisy. So now I knew who Daisy is!
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