Every springtime in temperate climates they deck fields, meadows, lawns, yards and gardens, with a sunny yellow blanket of bright flower heads. Much to the delight of children, they also throw up tufty seed heads that scatter like elegant fairies with the most gentle breeze. My favourite childhood drink was dandelion and burdock pop, a marriage made in heaven inspired by these much ignored wild plants. I remember eagerly waiting for the delivery man as he brought our weekly order and I'll never forget that refreshing taste as I gulped down a full glass, after an afternoons work of making mud pies and wild rose perfume. And we used to blow the Dandelion seed heads playing the game of 'he loves/he loves me not' for a bit of harmless fun...