Funny old thing fashion isn’t it? If you like it be it music, clothes or décor its
“wonderful/ fantastic/ beautiful.” If you don’t its,
“Been there done that bought the ‘t’ shirt /heard it/ had it 30 years ago and it was better then/ hated it then hate it now or the biggest load of rubbish I’ve ever seen!” But trends, fashions, fads are a fact of life.
If its hip/ groovy /cool/ fleek or snatched it’s a money making industry.
I do understand that when we get to a certain age there are certain clothes are not for us whether we’re men or women. Although to be honest I’m not sure what age or shape you had to be to pull off a puffball skirt. As for those gravity-defying trousers that hang BENEATH the buttocks …well that’s just stupid. And don’t get me started on hairdos that look like someone’s lost control of a flymo. But yes I’ve had my share of minis, maxis and midis. I’ve worn trousers that have stopped my circulation others that Coco the clown would have been proud of. I’ve balanced on heels that have given me vertigo and shuffled in sliders that gave me the appearance of Julie Walters’s waitress in the classic “Two Soups” sketch. I’ve even succumbed to hanging my bathroom tiles in a style that once upon a time you only ever saw in public lavs in the bus station. But,
GET YOUR ‘ANDS OFF ME GERANIUMS!
What on earth did geraniums ever do to find themselves on a ‘non u’ list of garden plants? Fair enough when it comes to Pampas Grass, which if you grew it in your garden in the 60’s was meant to be some kind of swinger’s calling card …but geraniums? How very dare they. And who are they anyway these latter day Vita Sackville Wests who, by the way, once referred to rhododendrons as, “fat stockbrokers whom we do not want to have to dinner”! This frightfully sophisticated dinner party or should that now be ‘supper party’ set who have decided that geraniums are the ‘poor man’s roses’ fit only for a spot in your Nana’s front porch! Obviously they can’t generate enough money out of them that’s why they’ve been given the flared nostril and the raised eyebrow. After all what other garden plant can provide such a variety of colours, shapes and flowers throughout the summer months. Even their leaves give off a whole range of subtle smells from lemon and orange to lavender and cinnamon. Talking of which you can use them in the kitchen. And lets be honest they don’t exactly require a lot of looking after when it comes to pruning, feeding and watering. Mine survived outside all last winter. And one of the best things? They’re not expensive and if you snap a bit off you can stick it straight in the soil without rooting powder and before you know it you’ve got another plant. I’ve had it dancing attendance on hedge gardenias only to be rewarded with two pathetic flowers at any one time and olive trees that will supposedly, “add a Mediterranean touch to my garden” and two olives a year if I’m lucky. And don’t even mention Bougainvillea unless you have a green house or conservatory. No you can keep your silver grey grasses and geometric spikey palms. It’s dahlias, hollyhocks, pot marigolds and geraniums for me. If they are good enough for the balconies of cuckoo clock homes and chichi boutique hotels right across Europe from Switzerland to Capri and the Greek Islands to Buckingham Palace they’re ‘sic’ by me!