One Red Rose For Francois
‘And suddenly you’re in love with everything’. The words from Badly Drawn Boy’s gorgeous The Shining bubbling in my head as I jump out of bed, the warm early morning May sun already pouring in through the gaps in the bedroom shutter and ready to pour all over me. Get the cushions out on the bench in a garden aching for the sun’s pour after yesterday’s rare rainfall. The first red rose of the…








