Regular readers will know that my Christmas begins at Calke Abbey when I meet up with a good friend and we peruse the Christmas Fair. The Fairs vary in dates and types through the years and for us going the weekend before Christmas is a fixed tradition.
Ferrers Centre which is just down the road.
But, I hear you ask, but - did you buy anything at the Christmas Fair?
Well of course I did. Fudge was purchased because it is against the law not to. A bottle of pink fizz from Scaddows Vineyard (gosh I love their wine). A pot plant holder shaped like a dog jumped into my hand and I could not put it down. He (he is a he, he told me) has a little tag with CK on it. I decided his name would be Calvin as in Calvin Klein when of course I think he/she might really be Cath Kidston. Either way, its Calvin now.
I could not find the nearly dead corner in the garden centre, where I buy some of my best buys but undeterred I bought this rather lovely camellia. One of the joys of my garden is that it has the right kind of acid soil for camellias.
We had the most wonderful day and we promised - promised! to have gardening adventures next year. There will be snowdropping...!!!!