I bunked off last week. There was a very good excuse. As no one seemed to notice I will continue unabashed. I will bank the good excuse for another time.
Here we are again, Six on Saturday, the pyramid selling concern started by the President of Prop Towers, The Prop. This tower should not be confused with Malory, Fawlty or indeed Trump. God forbid. There is oodles more intrigue, much better customer service and well, the least I can say is, a better haircut.
The weather has changed. The rain arrived last night and brought with him a rowdy party of hail, thunder, lightning and gales. He would have been more welcome on his own.
My first contribution is a flowering sedum. When my OH appeared with this in hand I humoured him, “very nice, dear” I said, whilst barely raising an eye from my How to Crochet a Rocket Ship book. When I saw the flower I repeated the sentiment, the difference being this time I meant it.
Next we have Lilium ‘Casa Blanca’, both fragrant and fabulous. A gift from the generous and kind, cunningly disguised as a grumpy, old man who will probably be even more grumpy now I have said nice things about him, Mr K. Thanks, they are indeed a wonder to behold and sniff.
Just as I love tigers but wouldn’t particularly want one in my garden, petunias and me are not a happy gardening match. They are sticky. They make me go icky. I like to look at them, admire them in other people’s gardens as long as I don’t have to work there. My lovely neighbour gave me a pot of petunias for looking after her cats. I smiled and accepted them as enthusiastically as I could muster. I admit they are rather striking, attractive even. A tiger would have been nice.
Several years ago I grew Alonsoa warscewiczii ‘Scarlet’, the mask flower. A magnificent colour, tough and persistent, it even over wintered for a couple of years. Then a harsh one and it failed and drifted out of my consciousness. In mine and Nancy’s “all seed packet 50p” frenzy at the local garden centre I picked up a packet. Now I am rather pleased I had practiced my Boston crab.
Now we have Cautleya spicata ‘Robusta’, a member of the ginger family, that was donated by the lovely Phlomis Phlo. It has been battered by scorch and now rain and wind so is perhaps not looking its best. The fetching drip on the end of its nose brings a little pathos to the picture don’t you think?
And finally a dahlia seedling, whose parentage is a little vague. Possibly Dahlia coccinea with a contribution from some passing Lothario. Dark leaved, tangerine veined petals and a central boss of ginger, a beautiful love child.
Thanks Mr P, happy holidays to you. Who knows what next week will bring? Let us hope it is all good things.