Olivia's rose

The rose bought for Olivia, Olivia Rose Austen, is just in flower.  This one was moved form a pot, where it flowered prolifically, to the front garden and suffered in last year's drought, and my absence. It seems to have recovered.  I hope the same can be said for my winter flowering cherry which is suffering extreme leaf drop.

A beautiful sunny morning and a lovely drive west.  Turns out it was a holiday in Cumbernauld but I only realised when I got into the empty car park.

Interviews this morning and what I hope will be a good result. S shared some inf about a family issue that marred her week off and may have long term ramifications.  Hard.  Then early afternoon a hot meeting in a stuffy room about admin procedures.  I managed to get away at the proper time and feed Alfie in good time to get home and sit in the garden, with a quaffable rose and my sewing. I fell asleep for 30 minutes in the sun.  I sat at the front for a while but it was too breezy and so I retreated to the house for dinner, the last Jeremy Paxman University Challenge (I supported the winners, Durham) and Steeltown Murders.  Then bed.