But anyway, I've been doing me housework today and I was sorting out my flowers, when i suddenly started to think about them.
I'm not a big flower fan, I'm not very green-fingered: in fact my house is almost completely devoid of any plants, with the exception of a spider plant, which horticulture at work have assured me I can't kill. It's hanging on to life - just. Horticulture know of my inability to grow plants, and so often donate things to me! I've never really understood why!
However, I buy myself some flowers every week. I've been doing this for about 12 months now. I never spend much on them, just a couple of pounds, but it's like a little treat for me! I usually buy carnations, because they're pretty and there's lovely colours. In fact I think the whole flower buying started after I was given flowers by some of the students at work! They were just so cheerful and pretty that I decided I deserved some every week! I even had to go out and buy vases to put them in!
And I've never really been the type of person who has liked getting flowers particularly. Ohmigod! I've just thought - does this mean I'm growing up? Noooooooooooo!! I'll be liking grown up gold jewellery next instead of silly silver and costume stuff!
Oh dear, I must stop thinking!
Para xxx
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