Just like the old man in that book by Nabakov
Gordon Sumner, when he was still hot, you know before he married Trudi and over shared what goes on in the bedroom.
Hyacinths are here in all formats, long stemmed heather - where was that in the summer when i was wiring up short pieces for countless weddings?
and rather aptly after yesterday's post, everything has suddenly gone Christmas.
and now we have a one-armed bandit, a table top one. Not a full size one, that would be ridiculous.
also today i am answering questions on Lotte and Bloom
and almost everyone i hold dear to me is on an aeroplane today, some going, some coming, so you know, no ash clouds and stuff. Thanks.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 1:15 PM