A Rose called Memory

I still don't know what this rose is called but I love it. It was bought for us when we got married in 2013 by my four college friends. Since then three of them have died so it has a special importance for me. I look forward to its blooming. Crispin (see below) suggested I called it Memory. Perfect, it is no longer nameless.

We've had a quiet day, just a bit of gardening, and tried to tie up a few shrubs that had been blown over. I defrosted our old fridge and did some ironing with my lovely new iron.
Then we then watched Together with Sharon Horgan and James McEvoy. I really enjoyed it.