Illusions shattered

I don't have a lot of illusions about myself, or at least I don't think I do, but I've always had a mental picture of myself as I'd like to be, drifting about my immaculate garden, dead heading my roses into one of those rather swish trugs. My garden, most of the time is nowhere near immaculate, but it did recently reach a stage when it wasn't that bad at all, and so I got with the illusion, and drifted about, dead heading. I then wandered in and mentioned to my husband that I had been pottering about in what I thought was quite a lady of the manor way, dead heading my roses.

He looked up from the cricket and remarked that ladies of the manor generally did not do their dead heading into the same scabrous, muck-encrusted skip they used to use for pooh-picking but never got round to cleaning out. I also gathered, as he looked me up and down, that ladies of the manor did not do their drifting in pilates trousers that have seen better days and t shirt ditto, but darn it, I'm right out of Laura Ashley flowery skirts.


Vanessa said…
I've always thought that, to complete your Gertrude Jekyll look, you could do with a slightly disreputable but clearly once very dashing straw hat. It appears though that actually, your dead-heading outfit needs serious work before you start accessorising it!
I am another that believes a straw hat is in order. I do like straw hats...
Jane said…
I have a straw hat, but it is mad, not dashing. Once I did wear it out but even though I'm fairly impervious to what people think of me, never again. Strictly now for garden consumption!

Popular posts from this blog

If you were a pony-mad child in the sixties and seventies

Ten pony book covers you’ll wish you hadn’t seen

The changing face of Jill