Sometime, apolgz.

Brought Stevie Belle in to the world, received flowers, went deaf in one ear, fell in love with Andrew Sewards Tribute to Jess, had a Mother of pearl mo and woohoo made our first welly booted steps to escape the city.

Love, bis and hope all’s well in your worlds.

xxx

A year of lovestories, crazy photoshoots, films, weddings, soirees and flowers for fabuloso clients and good friends…Happy New, oh you know… xxx

An escape to Thumbers…and in no particular order: wild firs, bracken, snow, baby bumps, nosey sheep, smokey fires, fading flowers, sturdy landy’s, good friends, bumps, hares, deer, tea and this. No baubs, gold, glitter ‘n chrissy shizzle…yet.

Love x

Behind the scenes at a secret wedding in Italy in September. So much fun. lovely team, sweltering heat, lots of pippettes and the best little helper. xxx

A weekend of godparents, old and new, Victoria Park…leaf collecting, canals, open fires and reading this…because everyone elses blogs are full of pumpkins and soup recipes. Mine is not I’m eating a cheapo waitrose ready made Tiramisu.

xxx

Kinfolk.

An arty type sang this to me on a flower shoot this week …it happens, but gosh always as if it’s something new but never as well or as waspy as the Liber.

(want that bath) xxx

Just that, Flowers for Mr T and the Burberry gang xxx

Otherwise known as flower ways I never use but now love and fun-ness at a secret rock and roll haunt in Mayfair. Where else would I have a virgin Maggie May in my hand? That. Mimosa, early morning cherry, hydrangea, nerines, rosehip and dahlias.

My week in a cup x