Many years ago, when i was young, I worked in the pharmaceutical industry, selling things to GP's. You weren't literally selling things, it was a concept sell. Inform the GP of your wonder drug, and hope that when they next came to prescribe, they would choose it over the chap's in the Vauxhall Vectra parked next to yours in the surgery car park. This was in the days long before PCT
Love you long time
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Instant gardening
For those of us who were too busy drinking gin or painting pumpkins to do the whole autumn sowing thing.
nip to the shop, i have them all ready to sink into the ground and provide instant colour.
The promise of a fine weekend with temperatures up to 18 degrees has the entire town giddy with excitement. Come Monday the newspapers will be full of pictures of people laying on the
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on plain walls and new tables
This is my kitchen, a familiar space to regular readers. It has very good light for photographs.
Taupe/ stone/ whatever walls
and pattern added in linen, vases, flowers and such.
I am trying to do the same to the shop, summer is coming and with it busier flowers. In Spring things are more uniform, things are short, tulips, hyacinth, rankels and sit nicely in old enamel buckets minding their
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Goldilocks and the three yellow roses
An ill fated quest to find the "perfect" yellow rose.
Ill fated because the "perfect" anything doesn't exist in the flora world. Perfect for that moment exists, and then you order the same flower in the following week and it has decided it might develop a deeper colour that week, just because it fancied being a bit different, a bit like me always wanting to dye my hair
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thinking about thinking of you
summertime think it was June.
furniture is being jiggled.
windows cleaned
There is natural light
and the heater has been resigned to the storage, so if the temperature plummets tomorrow it will be my fault.
also does anybody use Blogstomp? I have the trial and seems good for the resizing of images for blog and website. Is it good?
Blogger is having a fit mixing up all the images and
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oh, my life is changing everyday
in every possible way
Filling hexagonal vases at the weekend, reminded me of chemistry lectures at university.
I loved chemical equations.
Life changes, do you ever think what if i had stayed in science/ taken that job with Ferrari/ married him?
Not in a maudlin way, just in a sliding doors sort of way.
Also The Cranberries
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Lately
Still having a dalliance with yellow, to the delight of most but the chagrin of others.
and lily of the valley which delights everybody. Ever.
How can such a little flower be so captivating? Is it nostalgia? A reminder of our grandmothers?
and we need a new blog header, i for one am sick of the sight of this one, do you have a preference for the next? Something softer, if i'm going to have
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Take me outside
sit in the green garden
and The Mother Hen and I did just that.
Is there anything better than an open garden? The promise of tea and cake, a plant stall, and a snoop around somebody else's garden. It is a truly wonderful thing. The oooo's and aaaaah's at floral splendour and perhaps the chance to see what wallpaper they have in their drawing room.
Like true English roses, we wandered the
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#iphoneonly
My CF card reader has been on the blink all week.
So pictures from my iPhone.
Flowers and dogs mainly.
I am such a cliche.
Also not to self, if you take a picture with said iphone, it will magically appear on all your devices in with all your other pictures you show to brides.
Awkward.
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Lately
and in the order that blogger deemed appropriate
wedding flowers
chandelier fetish
blossom obvs.
new/ old vases for weddings.
There hasn't been a food post for ages, i seem to be eating the same thing over and over again.
Are there any good food blogs to inspire?
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The floral calendar
according to the instagram goes something like this
Tulips!
Rankels!
Magnolia!
Blossom!
Peonies!
All the things in my garden!!!!
Look at the size of my cafe au lait dahlias!
Christmas wreaths!
In this country we are currently somewhere between the blossom and the peonies.
I have peonies here, they came in this morning, like an old lover, bold as brass, expecting you to be as in love with
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Don't you forget about me
There is a bit missing, the bit where i forgot the rhubarb was in the oven, and burnt it.
Not fully burnt just heavily caramelised the edges, but enough to rifle through the cupboards in search of a tin of fruit to add to the spoonful of rhubarb left.
No tins of fruit, no jars of weird peaches in honey.
but i did find a jar of stem ginger in syrup which added the necessary hydration, and
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Things you are going to need if you want to be a florist
Part 1 of an occasional series
This is the single most useful thing i own. It's a 4 pint plastic jug.
Large enough to part fill most vases, small enough to fit under most taps.
Even the one in that village church where the sink is really small and you have to get the key from the old trout sweet lady in the cottage opposite who will make you jump through hoops and never be in when she says
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On the workbench
Next week is the The Floral Coalition flower school.
Lotte and I spoke this morning early, to discuss the flowers we are going to procure. At first glance our work is quite similar, but when you actually look at it, very different.
I am fascinated by this, and can't wait to see the differences in how and what we make.
Sort of like being a spy on the wall in somebody elses' workroom.
Isn't
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Yesterday
was The Floral Coalition flower school.
Lotte and I taught an amazing group of people who came from very far and wide.
The above picture is of one of their pieces.
It was the most wonderful day.
More images and behind the scenes tales tomorrow.
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The Floral Coalition flower school
En route to the station to collect Lotte, i got stuck behind "tractor fun day" aside from wondering if my life could be anymore of a cliche? I pondered how Lotte and I actually "met" because people were bound to ask, and would she like the shop? and what if she thought the vases I'd put everything in were awful? and seriously how many tractors? and what
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Coins and carrier bags
A Bank Holiday means a car boot sale, a sunny Bank holiday means a busy car boot sale.
Armed with loose change and plenty of carrier bags, we set off in search of treasure.
I think I'm more fascinated by the boot holders than the things they are selling. The people who are doing it for the first time, with a wallpaper pasting table that will sag within half an hour. The ones who are selling
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Is it on the trolley?
Of all the things i have acquired in the name of shop fittings, I think this ex-Red Cross trolley is going to be one of the best.
I love the stainless steel shelves, but the frame could do with a respray.
What colour?
I am leaning towards chartreuse, or neon orange.
It was whilst pushing it back to the shop that somebody shouted "is it on the trolley?" and i replied with "it's got good
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Town and county
A Sunday at the Rutland show, a Monday in the city of Nottingham.
Sunshine on both days.
and for a while yet apparently, fingers crossed for the June weddings.
Also a lot of these pictures were taken with my iPhone, since getting it the DSLR has taken a back seat.
Does anybody else find this?
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Lately and in no particular order
Espresso shots: 127
Diet cokes: 27
Number of Miss Pickerings it took to do one of the weddings: 2
Times i thought The Hound was on deaths door: 4
Times he disproved this by digging massive holes in the garden and generally being puppy like: 7
Flowergirls I wanted to steal: 2
Vases acquired for clients: 9
Fashion crises: 3
Emails to reply to after being offline: too
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