Deborah Lawrenson

It rains. God! How it rains…a flat grey light, a mist hanging down to the grass like Miss Haversham’s Wedding dress…ragged, tattered, drift...

 We filled the main house with relics and prizes from the local brocantes, the second hand bric-a-brac markets. However badly rusted, flak...

Books, good food and exotic places – could there be anything more irresistible? Over at her Kahakai Kitchen blog, Deb Christensen writes: ...

Couldn't resist showing this: there's a public auction later this week of the contents of the eighteenth century Château de Digoine...

Following my post about the fragrance and romance of Daphne Odora , here’s where this beguiling scent makes an olfactory appearance in The ...

Intimations that winter is ending come in the scent of our English courtyard garden. The fragrant Daphne Odora blooms in February, its tin...

It was a solid provincial business of use to all sides, and it continued to manufacture basic lines in antiseptic lavender water and soap. ...