Watching the 'Wild Gardener' by Colin Stafford-Johnson a lovely Irish cameraman. We seen quite a few of his programmes and love his gently nostalgic presentation. He waxed lyrically about the hum and buzz of the insects in his newly created wildlife garden. What I didnt know, his father was the 'Monty Don' of his day and was the first Irish TV gardener.
Eldest and his girlfriend are here for a quick visit (which is wonderful as last time they stayed, I was working and barely saw them).
Youngest has been trying to find a suit for 'The Winter Ball' at uni in December and there is a national shortage of suits - I am not joking - and has caused him some angst trying to find something that is ... a) affordable, b) in the right shade of blue he wants, c) fits him - he is tall and slender d) will arrive in time and not languish at the border or the warehouse or 'in the country of it's origin' ... I really meant it when I said there is a countrywide shortage of suits!
Downstairs is filled with the heady scent of stargazer lilies- Himself bought me a bunch a couple of days ago ... 'just because' 💗💐
I'm tired but can't peel myself off the settee - I might have just to 'make like the cat' and melt in to the cushions..... or I could make the effort, go to bed and curl up under the duvet - think that is the better option!
Just watched tonight's weather forecast and it sounds like winter has decided to step up.... *yay*....
nite nite xxxx