Friday, 30 December 2011
I was not alone ......
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
Bucking the trend .......
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
The Greenhouse, Letchworth
Following Mary Portas's report to the government on the decline of our town centres we need more initiatives like this rather than takeaways and estate agents !
Who do you blame for the decline ..... Town centre planners, large supermarket chains, greedy landlords, high car parking charges, internet shopping, recession ? Or is it a jumble of all of them ?
Right that's me off the soapbox ...... are you all ready for Christmas yet?
I'm not xxx
Sunday, 11 December 2011
The Holly & The Ivy and of course the Mistletoe ...
No people I am not looking for a snogfest this Christmas!
When we were at the garden centre yesterday I spied these lovely bunches of mistletoe and thought I would have a go at growing some myself.
Mistletoe is a parasitic plant that grows on a host .... apple and hawthorn are favourites so I have been rubbing the sticky berries into the branches of trees around the garden in hope that some of the little seeds will germinate and I will have some of my own homegrown in future years. I have tried it on cotoneaster, pyrocantha and a plum tree too.
Fingers crossed !
Thursday, 8 December 2011
The kindness of virtual friends
I had a late delivery from the postie this evening .... a parcel .... but I hadn't ordered anything so what could it be?
One very lovely lady, who shall remain anonymous unless she puts her hand up, saw this and thought of me. How wonderful was that!
Thank you so much lovely lady xx
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Oliver muscles in again .......
While I was in the loft getting the decorations down I found this ..... A lovely vintage pine washstand that I bought around 8 years ago but had to take out of the room once grandchildren and minded children arrived. My wash set ( the basin and jug are - by Methven of Scotland and called Tom Tit and the guz is a Rathbone of Staffordshire) have been living on the cupboard tops out of reach from little fingers. About time they came out of hiding .... Oliver was his usual curious self and had a good sniff as if to say "what is this?'"