Terracotta long toms and rusty watering cans
Pansies, are they gauche? I adore them.
In other news
We have just been to the pet shop and sampled the most expensive dog food in the world. The box would feed The Hound for 6 weeks, and costs £149.00. It was not to his taste.
The macarons were taken to The Grandmothers 88th birthday. We drank champagne. My Grandmother is terribly grand, and with a new do, now looks like Coco Chanel.
Everybody had a macaron, but nobody had two.....So far no call from Raymond.
The restaurant next door are making ham hock terrine.
My quirky sales messages on the blackboard outside are lost on 3 elderly people who have spent 10 minutes reading it out loud, trying to understand it.
and i've been thinking about you.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 1:21 PM