Sweetpea

I love sweetpeas. My grandad (aka Papa) would grow them from seed, in little tubes of rolled up newspaper filled with potting compost. When the weather warmed up, they would get planted out in the sunniest spot along the back wall of the garden. By the end of July, the wall would be a riot of colour, and when I played in the garden there would be little wafts of their beautiful fragrance.

Happy memories!