Tag Archives: Bob Monkhouse

It’s the phrase he’s going through…

The Textiliste has no sense of smell. Not really. So it wasn’t unusual to have a sack pushed at my face and asked to sniff. Dried lavender, you see. Collected last year from the garden and used to fill small … Continue reading

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