I am going to start this post with a photograph of the rose that I was given a week ago last Tuesday at Molos for International Women's Day. It is as fresh as it was all those days ago and all I did was split the stem and shove it into a vase - normally my track record with keeping cut roses is poor - they generally wilt at the neck, the bud never opens and then it falls off.
Dad has given me four plants, one for me, one for Diana, one for Sheila and one for Elaine who I was supposed to be catching up with tomorrow but she is having her new kitchen installed so we are postponing the cat photoshoot planned so that she can identify the cats in the Amarakos colony that she looks out for.
These look like they are just about to burst into flower and when they have finished i will find a spot for them in the garden somewhere.
As always we had a lovely meal although poor Klaus is suffering with his teeth and can only eat soft food and he had made such lovely crunchy roast potatoes it seemed unfair. John wasn't complaining as he went home with a takeaway of lamb and roasties and some of the tiramasu that Klaus had made. My turn next in April so I need to get my thinking cap on...
It was the Manchester Derby this evening and we had asked Diana and Rob to come up and watch it with us if they wanted to. We hadn't expected Rob to come - I jokingly call him the Olympic Torch because he never goes out but he did come with Diana and although the footie was a bit disrupted (popular game and too many people trying to watch it) we had a bit of a laugh. I have absolutely no idea why Rob is showing off his muscles at this point!
A poor footie weekend all round with Sheffield United losing, Charlton losing, ENAD losing, Yeovil Town losing and tonight Manchester City losing.
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