Man, I’m sorry. I only write once every two weeks, but I’m sat here, looking at a blank screen on Friday morning, having realised time’s run away with me. Work is SO busy right now and I’m either training or driving or mailing or phoning. Roll on July 22 when British schools are out for summer.
And we’ve had no rain for weeks. No hosepipe ban yet, so watering the garden’s fine. The allotment however – that’s another matter. I have to walk to the diminishing brook 200ft away, scoop up water in these 4 gallon trugs I haveand fill cans for the plants. And do this about 50 times to have any impact. And even so, things are crisping up, bolting, and saying, ‘No leaves from me dude. I’m all about the seed this year.’
Anyways, in perfume news, Kirsten won the Black Orchid. I’m buying Fleurs de Sel. And Timbuktu (wasn’t on the list because it’s everpresent in my head).
In terms of you dear reader, what perfumes are you wearing now? And which perfume can’t you stop wearing, even if it is so unlike you? I’ve decided that Santal de Mysore, one of my all time favourites, fits me as well as a sequinned boobtube. Still I love it. And the Santal de Mysore ain’t bad either. Ba-dum-cha!
Here are a couple of garden pics from the past few weeks, in lieu of words.