Monday, 19 March 2012
No Sunday Post
This was because we were out in the morning and I never got round to it for the rest of the day.
In the morning we went to our local Auction House as it was a viewing day for a catalogue sale.
Tennants is called 'The Christies of the North' and I must say that looking round the stuff on auction at their catalogue sales you cannot help but be amazed by it.
Apart from the usual lots of lovely furniture, china, silver and jewelry there were also massive collections of butterflies pinned on to board and stored in cabinets, shells (hundreds of them) and - most horrific of all - a room full of stuffed animal heads. There were tiger and leopard rugs and then dozens of stuffed heads - who would wish to buy such things?
We usually stay and have a Sunday lunch in the restaurant but yesterday we came home because I had left a nice fat herb-fed free range chicken cooking slowly in the Aga. It was delicious.
The first dandelion has appeared in our lawn. We have a constant battle with them throughout the season but I must say that the first flower is always a joy to see. What a pity they are seen as weeds because they have such a lovely flower.
It is only a matter of time before the first buttercup also rears its golden yellow head among the flower beds - or, worse still, in the lawn. I don't know which is worse to remove - the deep, deep root of the dandelion or the creeping sneaky root of the buttercup. Apparently buttercup flowers make a good skin potion if they are warmed in vaseline. And of course, dandelion flowers make delicious wine and their new leaves are tasty in salads.
But if we leave them all then they will take over; and then where will our reputations be?
Do admire the lovely rose in the photograph. I try to avoid carbon footprints/air miles etc. But I do make an exception for Tesco's roses. These have been on my kitchen window sill for three weeks tomorrow (I took this photograph a few minutes ago); the bunch of ten cost me three pounds and they are guaranteed for a week. After three weeks they are still going strong and I cannot over-estimate the pleasure they have given me.