Life in a Small Town Is More Exciting than You Think

 

Tuesday was not a great day in my life:  I had to go to the dentist rather than have my voice lesson.  How gross is that?  And I'm fretting about Peter, and it's HOT, and it won't frelling rain:*  and my favourite English tree is the beech, and they have shallow roots.**

            So I got back to the cottage from the dentist with my head beginning to go bang bang bang bang*** and . . . there was a rosebush sitting on my front stair.†  Yes, it's true, I have several rosebushes out front in ...