Daisy Hill

After driving to the airport this morning to pick up our daughter and son-in-law who returned from London, I stopped the car to take a photo of the Daisy Hill sign we drive past every day.

It is still unclear why this leafy suburb is so named. Most people assume it must have been covered with daisies. I prefer to think the Dennis Family who farmed the area must have had a cow called Daisy. Am I right?