Hollywood kisses under the mistletoe.
today's remedies have been Buttercup syrup and Golden Newt (I know so unladylike - I drank it straight from the bottle as well) It has helped numb the pain of a pulled muscle in my neck and my left hind wisdom tooth that has decided to make an appearance.
in case he is reading here is the reason (it is not because I am demented)
For the last few days The Hound has been looking a little glum. He is fed up with pine needles landing in his bed, and I haven't had the time to keep fetching him cocktail sausages from M&S.
Thank you so much for not recoiling as a coughing and spluttering, dishevelled blonde, eyes heavy with cold, came towards you this evening. Thank you also for not looking horrified as she dug in her pocket for money, and pulled out a few coppers, stub wires, pine needles, and half a dog biscuit.
It wasn't always like this, I used to live in W11, and wear beautiful shoes, and drink cocktails - I just wanted you to know.
Yours in heartfelt appreciation
The fact that I am under the weather has not gone unnoticed by my customers, some have leapt to my aid and starting making wreaths - thank you Allison. Others have merely pointed out how terrible I look - thank you Mr B.
I thought that it might be helpful to share with you some of those tips.
Lemon and honey - the vintage remedy, favoured by ladies with the scent of home baked mince pies.
Stick your head in a bunch of eucalyptus - easily done if one is a florist, but I have yet to see any clinical data showing effectiveness.
You should go to the Doctors. This is like a scratched record, and people have started shouting at me now - when they start offering appointments at 6am I will.
You need a week in the sun - by far my favourite remedy, I would favour St.Barts over Tenerife
The most popular is a whisky - personally I haven't drunk whisky since that fateful summer in France. His name was Xavier
Ronaldo? Do you prefer a Webber, or a Rococo, perhaps you can't live without a Silver dream, do you love Purple Prince more than ice cream?
The size of pigs ears - they seem to have shrunk, have they been GM'd?
Wondering what effects the FIA cost-cutting plans will have on Formula 1.
Discovering that Smarties now do big tubes of just pink ones.
Wearing gloves - as a florist is it worth the added warmth when you keep getting stems caught in your mittens, and do fingerless ones make you look like a tramp? Tramp as in "Lady and the", and not street walker.
Can I pull off a beret?
Song of the day has been Kings of Leon Use Somebody, are they better than TT?
The Hound and I, are comforted to know that after all this time, we have been taking the right route home of an evening. We are now planning a long trip around the British Isles, just so we can listen to the silkened tones of Tim - the voice of the satellite.
Edit - The Hound - a whizz with technology accidentally pressed another option and has given us a whole host of new men to choose from. We are currently flirting with Antonio the man from Espanol, Jacques the man from Francais, and the divine Roberto from Italiano. O Mr Ferrari - we thank you.
Traditional wreath made with Blue Spruce, holly, berried ivy and lots of scented cinnamon, pussy willow and dried fruits £55.00 delivered nationwide
Large mixed foliage wreath with hydrangea and Grand Prix roses £120.00 delivered nationwide
handtied bouquet in 3 sizes £40, £60, £80 delivered nationwide
handtied bouquet in 3 sizes, £40, £60,£80 delivered nationwide
disappointment at the lack of a horse, I got some lovely presents.
Dro", likewise should you meet a gentleman who doesn't give you butterflies, and you would rather he wore a paper bag over his head, one would remark that he is "Dirt". Who said old dogs can't learn new tricks?
"OOOOO Katie look at that window, blue and red works well at Christmas"
" It's very Nigella"
"It is......that reminds me has the Brora sale started? I need a new cardy"
You will recall The Hound completed his interior design course. This evening he is measuring up for some lovely wallpaper from Osborne and Little. With pencil behind ear and a Smythson notebook in hand, he is evidently planning to put it in most of the rooms.
You get up before the birds, drive through the snow to market, work hard all day, and then get pine needles in your mulled wine. Yes it is 16.15 pm, and yes that really is mulled wine.
Huge thanks to The Mother Hen for rescuing the day, and to The Stamford Hen for performing the same duty on Tuesday.
Funny you should ask, here is one I made for HRH Princess Anne just yesterday.
You have some very smart new vases in your shop, does this mark a change in direction for you? No, it is a one off homage to my beloved boys at Vaas
We very often wonder if your house is filled with fresh flowers?
Rumour has it you have been dancing to Ladyhawke - does this not seem a bit "young and trendy" for Miss P?
It is my birthday on Sunday, I am having a midlife crisis, the Porsche is being delivered tomorrow, I have bought a leather jacket and taken a young lover.
Meanwhile back at the shop, my beautiful bespoke headband arrived from Kelly.
Purchase Rosie Flo and Johnny Joe colouring books for your little darlings £5.99 each and don't require any batteries, SIM cards, remote controls or plug points which is a bonus.
Wrap them all up in our delightful paper £2 per sheet
Wreath making tomorrow, I forgot to photograph the steps today. If you read lots of blogs you might be a bit wreathed out as everyone seems to be banging on about them, so pop back on Saturday for pics of flowers from the wedding of the bride who has become rather affectionately
When I left the shop I looked like this
2 minutes after stepping into the establishment I looked like this.
It is a phenomena known as florist face, it comes with working in the extreme cold, and then going into a warm room, it lasts for a good 2 hours and no fancy green anti-red foundation will have any effect, trust me I have tried them all, Still want to be a florist?
I was going to show you all how to make a wreath, but I seem to have suddenly gone a little weak at the knees.
th time in a row.
I had hoped to show you and the attendees a selection of wreaths I made up on Saturday afternoon - but we sold them. It seems Christmas is starting early with the good people of Stamford. Also don't tell The Mother Hen, but I may have put up some fairy lights and a few baubles on the twig trees Chez Miss P.
I have spent all day humming the tune If I were a boy by Beyonce. In my world the lyrics are a little different - If I were a boy, I would know whether you bleed radiators when they are on or off, I would not get my stiletto heel caught in the doormat at the petrol station, and I would most definitely not have found a brassiere attached to the twig trees, Easter was the last time they were used - one slice of Simnel cake and...... well I will spare my blushes.
Table flowers for a 50th birthday
The Hound seeing a dusting of snow this morning has wanted to put up some Christmas decorations. We have had to explain that Christmas can't start until after my birthday - it's the law, he has spent the day sulking.