tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31107360.post2385446679405467061..comments2023-08-18T19:57:30.372+10:00Comments on humanities researcher: Garden fragrance in the cityThis old world is a new worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11567163294720510335noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31107360.post-13859896468807946112009-09-03T16:20:09.174+10:002009-09-03T16:20:09.174+10:00I don't remember that. That's lovely.
No ...I don't remember that. That's lovely.<br /><br />No standing fur -- au contraire, I larfed. In retrospect (and often even at the time) they were really very funny. Remember when ... oh never mind.<br /><br />The surviving jasmine in my garden (I thought I had killed it in attempts to get rid of the several climbers it was all tangled up with, but no) has just this morning opened up its Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.com