As the rain continues to sluice down my study window, I can’t help but be distracted from my work by guiltily peeking at Rightmove’s properties in the sun. I know that I’ve recently returned from India, but honestly, the weather this winter has been enough to try the most stiff-upper-lipped of Brits. My heart goes out to all those who have had a perilous and soul-destroying time in the floods – we’ve only lost some fence, so I cannot begin to imagine the terror one must feel watching helplessly as one’s home is consumed by floodwater.
This half term then, after a delivery of logs and a welcome week off work, my boys and I, after very wet dog walks, have mostly been cosied up indoors next to the Aga or the wood-burner. We have only ventured out for the essential holiday appointments, hardly any wonder the dentist and optician are chock a block at these times; otherwise I have cooked, caught up on all the latest with our children and snuggled up. I treated our youngest to a day at Lucknam Park -and we sat in the hot tub in the rain, lounged around in dressing gowns, swam by fire light and enjoyed the simple joy of piled high plates of delicious cakes of a (somewhat later) afternoon tea.
My 17-year-old son, on the other hand took me to see the musical Six at Bath’s Theatre Royal (a belated birthday present to me). I’m not sure what either of us was expecting – it’s most certainly an empowering tale of Henry’s six wives letting us know that there was a darned sight more to them than being mentioned in that Divorced, Beheaded, Died mnemonic. The songs were fantastic – each wife singing in a style of a certain popstar. The songs were witty and contemporarily relevant (you must go) and it’s hard to believe that the writers were no more than children when they wrote it at university – I know this because my Goddaughter was there with them. It’s now a sell out on Broadway too. Wow. None of this had any truck with my son, who found the queens in their fishnets and dayglo ruffs rather too provocative.
“I thought that I was in a strip club. They were barely dressed. All that twerking”.
I could have asked him when he was last in a strip club – but I don’t think that would have gone down very well. I think he secretly enjoyed it. Going to see Dolittle with my youngest and his friend the following day was far less controversial!
Just before I went on leave, we were delighted that our newest scent No 25 had gone live on the website. This scent is one that I created last summer for my 25th wedding anniversary. We made a few as a limited edition for Bath Christmas Market and we sold out within the first week. It’s our Baies (pronounced ‘Bay’ berries in French) – sophisticated, warm and one of my favourites to date, grapefruit and blackcurrant on woods. The scent throw is incredible, a 20cl candle fills the whole downstairs of house with scent, everyone comments on it. You can find it here http://www.limelightlimited.com
Hopefully you can find a candle with a scent to compliment your mood. Something perky and Spring-like to remind you that March is only days away – perhaps an all-time classic like our No 1 – lime, basil and mandarin or a zesty No 7, wild mint and lime? Let’s be honest, anything that can help to transcend you from the current forecast. If, like me, you too struggle with the unremitting grey of a British winter, look outside now. I love to see the daffodils blooming in the garden, it’s almost as if they are giving the horticultural finger to the elements and are determined to flourish regardless! Nonetheless, I am today, more than happy to curl up next to the fire, my boys close by, my dogs even closer, No. 25 wafting over us, whilst Rightmove compels me to pour over elaborate and fantastical properties basking in winter sunshine. Nothing like a delicious daydream to gladden an otherwise dampened spirit.