Easter

Illness and unpredictable weather made Easter a very strange affair this year. Older daughter stayed in bed in London and while my cousin's luggage arrived at our house his wife stayed only long enough to find out where the hospital was and spent the next three nights there on a drip. The few remaining who were left hid eggs, looked for eggs, rolled eggs and manfully ate all the chocolate! But cakes have been put in the freezer and cream made into some rather evil lemon curd icecream that will keep until the happy day that we get warmth and sunshine. Our little grandson loves the Easter egg rolling tradition. We played it on repeat until his dad proved to be the outright winner with his egg rolling way ahead of the others and still intact. That's a gold cup for Cadbury's mini eggs and some bavura throwing!

Heavy rain continues and there is little point in doing too much in the garden. My seedlings are languishing indoors and looking spindlier with every passing day. The tea rose, Maricel Neil is flowering in the conservatory but not looking overly happy about it.

The Greek boy is barely visible under the growth of rose and jasmine.

On a happier note, the camellias are still blooming, I think that they at least are enjoying all the rain.