I’d been asked if I would run an afternoon class with participants at the Tallulah Rose Floral Musings course in London yesterday, so I was spending a bit of time preparing and got a bit distracted by one of my Granny’s old books...

I’m still on the Lemsips today, but not really feeling ill, just a bit slow and tired, so I’ve also been filling up on raw garlic, ginger, lemon and a bit of colour therapy...

When I was pregnant with my son I didn’t crave coal, or peanut butter with fish and chips for example, but I did crave colours; one week I could only eat green, another week was red food, etc, etc...

When I came back from Cornwall yesterday, I knew that virtually all my Christmas flowers would be past it, but I couldn't bring myself to throw them away before I left when they were all still thriving, albeit in the last stages of flowering...

It may seem like I’m forever pulling flowers apart and carelessly chucking bits and bobs around the table, but I’m actually a complete re-user if there is anything to be saved or salvaged for another arrangement...