What I like about daffodils:

1) They're not wimpy - their leaves spear through the earth to bud & flower, totally fearless of the weather above ground. Sure, their stems can get broken by a gale, or their heads drenched with heavy rain, but those casualties can be brought inside and nursed back to normal, in a tall vase of water.

2) Those first trumpets are very confidently yellow. So fluourescently brash with a here-I-am, so-look-at-me gaudiness about them. To me, they are just pops of random cheerfulness!

3) There's always that will-they-appear, won't-they-appear, mystery to them - given that the new ones I planted were unceremoniously thrown in the ground, mid October, 'cos I'd forgotten to plant them in September, (as per pack instructions). And to a guessed-at depth (I had no time to look at pack instructions). The variety is a new dwarf narcissus, Jenny, with elegant dainty lemon trumpets that fade to cream, (I read that bit)...so I hope they make it, early April!

4) There are infinite varieties - in size and colour. I favour the miniature ones: old-fashioned Hoop-Petticoat Bulbocodium; Rip Van Winkle with its tattered yellow/green petals; Jetfire with its orange trumpets and bright yellow swept-back petals; and the multi-headed Minnow with its tiny, yet delicately-perfect, heads!

5) Some smell gorgeous - especially the Pheasant's Eye varieties of narcissus, like Actaea.

6) They only cost about 95p a bunch in supermarkets.

My advice: don't skimp on a bunch of joy! Buy 2 bunches !!  Trust me, you won't regret it.