All’s Quiet on the Western Front
I miss her pink and black chequered plimsolls sitting by the Aga. On the kitchen notice board is her tiny first pink and white sock, weathered by 16 years of dust. We had a final fling at the Italian their last night and MTL said they had slashed the prices and the bill was £20 cheaper than usual. They are home safely (my son and grand-daughter) and I hope they enjoyed the visit half as much as we did.
Saw Margaret and the girls for coffee today; their garden is a mosaic of crocuses, crocii? But she says they spread like a weed and from one small plant the whole garden is awash. Fine now – when in bloom - but an eyesore when she is left with a carpet of dying leaves. I had the same problem with grape hyacinths. The crocii are of the Thomasaina variety.
It’s meant to be a good week-end which would be nice as we both feel a bit flat and achey. I hope you all have a lovely one