The shrub Mahonia is to gardens what a DFS L-shaped sofa is to interiors: low on elegance, kinda no thanks. For most of the year, the spiky leaves of this spreading mass allude to swathes of supermarket car park shrubbery. And when in flower.... who likes yellow? Very few of the garden world, as far as I have learnt. Yet this brash, heavy blob of spikiness - whose flowers look like they’ll honk of Body Shop white musk - throws out the sweetest lily of the valley scent at this time of year. If you own one, bring some flowers into the house; if you don’t, stick your hooter into its bouquet in the nearest front garden that is unaffected enough to own the shrub. Next thing you know you'll be wanting to lounge on their leather...
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