Despite the blustery wind today - empty pots a-flying, rickety fence bending, a decapitated hyacinth and all - I've been keeping myself busy again in the extensive gardens here at Dolores Delargo Towers, potting on seedlings and digging out troughs full of old soil, ready to fill with some of the host of fuchsias we collected last year.
It's time to relax with some "proper Sunday music", methinks. What better than another session by the magnificent artistes of Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox?
They are utterly fab-u-lous!
