Work has been quiet. I say that… It’s been really busy, just not with flowers. I have a new accountant and she is trying to persuade me to become an organised person. I have been sorting through several years worth of receipts, shoved in boxes, files and bags and putting them in order.
The paperwork has been hanging over me and emails are arriving faster than I can reply to them. And I’ve hardly seen a flower.
Hopefully my mood will be remedied by the three imminent weddings this weekend. I need some flower related pressure to get me back in the game.
I left for Venice in such a rush that I never posted about a wedding that was a lot of fun to work on.
I’ve known Shona and her family for years. She has impeccable taste and picked an unbelievably beautiful venue in Northumberland. Capheaton Hall is the kind of venue that makes me wish I were Lady of the Manor. One of my career highlights to date was providing flowers for a wedding at Brideshead. I know, it’s Castle Howard. But I like to call it Brideshead. Well, Capheaton Hall has the same faded grandeur and beautiful grounds on a much smaller scale and it feels homely.
The father of the bride grew black dahlias which sat alongside chocolate cosmos and raspberry garden roses. He also grew some of the most pristine gladioli I’ve ever seen which went into larger arrangements. A very country wedding.