Flowers have long been one of my favourite things. That is what comes of growing up with parents who were avid gardeners.

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I fondly recall mums glorious rose bed, with climbing roses and a great variety of different coloured blooms complete with heady fragrances filling the summer air.

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I have a very modest rose bed compared to hers and this is one ofo the lovely flowers that bloomed late this Autumn. Not only does it have a gorgeous array of rich and subtle pinks but it has an intoxicating perfume to match.  If only I could remember what it is called.......