MY LAVENDER GRAN

Much pissed off with Mr Blipfoto who absolutely refuses to the image I prefer... Beugh :o#

Lavender always minds me of my green-fingered gran - her garden had great swathes of the stuff - come a sunny July day all the flower stalks would be harvested & piled above the Reyburn to dry. Then the flowers would rubbed off to be stashed in muslin bags which would be tucked into knicker drawers & airing cupboards. She always used Yardley's lavender soap, talcum powder, eau de toilette etc...

My lovely lavender gran!