Decades-long dreaming

I don’t grow roses, as a rule.  I’ve no patience or tolerance trying to integrate them into the largely perennial planting that suits me best.


But last winter, my wife appropriated a bit of land near the clothesline, and decided that she’d put it to work growing roses for cutting. I was asked my opinion on selection, and put in a request for ‘Graham Thomas’.  And now, after nearly three decades of secret longing, the first flower has bloomed.



Anything you’ve secretly (or openly) longed for a disproportionate length of time?