Living in Minehead a few years ago, I wrote a letter which you kindly printed about the very out-of-keeping garden daffodils planted on the grass verges along the top of North Hill.

There was one response, from a neighbour at that time, who thought my complaint odd!

Last week, looking forward to a walk at this particular time of year, I was appalled at the amount of garden daffodils now planted even further along North Hill’s grass verges since I last wrote, and I couldn’t believe this sacrilege. Is no-one bothered?

Has anyone seen the planter plonking these garden bulbs in this heathland environment? Or perhaps I should say “the plonker planting”. Who is this twerp? When does this person do this? Has no-one seen?

Seemingly, every few metres, is there a bunch of garden daffodils or narcissi along our wild and beautiful verges – what next? Hybrid tea-roses and lilac bushes? What about marigolds or pansies next, you extremely silly person?

What you are doing is not beautiful, it is desecrating a naturally beautiful area . Please stop . . .and garden daffodils do not grow out of gorse bushes either.

Furthering my exasperation, I parked for my walk on this heavenly heathland and was faced with a bunch of dead roses stuck in the gorse. Great! Why? What is this thoughtless person trying to tell us?

It would help if the person responsible went back later to clear away the dead flowers, thus not spoiling others’ enjoyment of their own special thoughts as they step out to take in the fresh air, the spectacular views, the guaranteed expectation of a good walk, and then be faced with dead bunches of flowers and wondering what that was all about as they pass by. Is not a cemetery for such sentiments?

I include here, the bunches of plastic and silk flowers at various vantage points on North Hill where others may stand or sit to enjoy the view and perhaps ponder upon their own precious thoughts.

This horrid plastic and silk does not disintegrate for years.

Do those guilty of this rubbish not think of the wildlife that might take a fancy to them and the possible harm done should it eat them?

We are well aware it’s probably about sadness – but we’ve all been there. Why is your grief so special you have to despoil beautiful views for the rest of us?

Please go away and plant or plonk your stuff in your own place, and if you haven’t a garden, a tub will do . . . the rest of us seem to manage quite well.

Ros Robinson, Lydeard St Lawrence.