Jasmine

Hello there, you brave, responsible soldiers. Please note how I avoided ‘old soldiers’ for reasons of propriety and the purpose of protecting my relationship with you! 😬 Here in Lockdown Hell we only have each other to rely on. So Mrs Cheoff is losing out almost 24/7. Never mind, eh.

We do also have the small distraction of a garden to look after. Some of it is just looking after itself. A particular case in point is the Jasminium Florifartibus which has spread a fan of foliage across one fence for years. But it’s never done what it just did before! Of course, all will be gone by the time you are allowed to be invited here. The excitement will be in waiting to see if there is a repeat next year.

Please wait for the reveal of something which I can only convey to you visually. Alas, the pungent fragrance cannot be communicated. Even at a distance one is transported to a world smelling of more perfumed fanny than you would get in an entire series of ‘Craddock Cooks’. Heady stuff!

Stair well. Stay well. And don’t let the bed bugs nick your cocoa.

Love from me and from the only reason I am half the man you can’t come and see before you today - the ever-lovely effervescence that is Mrs Cheoff. -xx-