Wednesday

The FF garden is behaving itself. Look at this attractive orange hippeastrum. And my lovely pale pink geranium is pretty too. This was definitely a cutting from my late Grandma's garden. It's almost 5 months since she died. I still think about her every day. I miss her. There's so much I'd like to talk to her about.


Look at all these little aloe vera plantlets that have miraculously sprung up. Talk about clever.
I have the worst flu ever Dammit! Aching muscles, sneezing like a maniac, coughing...you get the picture. Glamorous it isn't. I hope I get better pronto. Someone asked me if Mr FF cooks- he does and he is an excellent cook (there are photos of him on this blog cooking) but he works long hours, so during the week I usually action the meals. Which suits me because I love to cook and find all that chopping and stirring soothing and comforting. Someone also asked about my makeup. Dr G ("Dermatologist to the Stars") once told me that Clinique oil free foundation and powder was ok so I use that. Isn't this week going fast? My friend Willow was wondering where everyone who regularly comments on the blog lives? I wonder that too. I like looking at the cities that pop up on the feedjit thingy at the bottom of the blog.
xxx
PS Edited to add- An eagle eyed civilian spotted Mr FF and me In Real Life yesterday. Read about it here Mr FF denies the use of a gaudy tie.