Gardening is more fun some days than others. Mrs J doesn’t really have a garden. Her grandma (bless) used to say she has enough space for three heads of cabbage. Which is about right. Except she doesn’t use the space for cabbage.

Once a year though, most years, she gets a really nice bit of rose garden.

And it’s so nice this time of the year, she’ll trim the bushes around the roses, just to have an excuse to spend more time looking. And smelling.

Don’t think lice, think nice!