The Rose

As you know, we bought our house for the best of reasons; wooden shutters and a pantry. We completely ignored the massive amount of work needed inside and outside the house. I forgot to mention the beautiful rose bush which grew around the front door. Every summer gorgeous white roses surrounded our doorway.

I don't think this will happen any more. The winds have torn the rose bush and trellis off the side of the house, and made the pavement impassable to anyone wanting to get to the local corner shop. Mr McMuffin and I were forced to cut most of it down, and tie the surviving sticks against the wall. This is very sad. I went into a pruning frenzy and have now cut down most of the lavatera too. I know this will grow back as it comes from my parent's garden, and is the most difficult plant to kill in the world. Every year I hack at it until there is a mangled stump left, every year it takes over the garden with its pink flowers. I swear I can see it growing. I also made a quick snip at the grapevine, but the sap is rising, and it's like slashing an artery-I left well alone after that.

Today is Mother's Day, and Gypsy Tart and I are going round later to give Mum gifts. She deserves it for raising us and big sister. She is a good, kind and caring woman, a bit bonkers, but lovely all the same.
Of course I thought she was an evil bitch when I was a teenager, but she really has grown up and changed for the better!