Bless you, dear sister-in-Christ. Thanks for sharing. Those were definitely some of the most beautiful chrysanthemums ever. I have a very interesting history, with them, as it happens.
They were one of the most popular potted plants we sold, in a farm shop, which I co-owned, along London's Goldhawk Road (The Apple Man, 114 Goldhawk Road, London W12), once upon a time, during the heady Thatcherite-yuppy-years. Ditto foxgloves and African violets.
It was a very popular shop, which specialised in selling fresh organic produce, and products, from the Weald of England, Kent, where my business partner, a half-Jewish English gentleman (one of the few individuals at the time who owned a village green, Goddard's Green), owned apple orchards.
Our shop, 'The Apple Man - London's first farm shop', was regularly supplied with varieties of old English apples, such as Egremont Russets, Scarlet Pimpernels, Jonagold, Coxes, and Crispins - all grown organically, and sold at the very affordable and ungeard of price, of 10p per lb, or £3 for 30lb boxes.
Because it was near the Virgin Music recording studios, The Townhouse, we had pop stars like Boy George and Frankie Goes to Hollywood, coming in to buy apples, homemade organic jams and single-variety apple juices.
The BBC's Lime Grove Studios, were also close by, and we had a clutch of television producers, such as Katherine Seddon, and anchors, also shopping at The Apple Man. Ditto lots of yuppies from the City of London, as regulars.
At Christmas time, we sold living Christmas trees in large pots - selling them in the hundreds, weekly. Those were the days, my friend. If only we had registered the 'Apple Man', name, then. The mind boggles. Talk about missed opportunities. Hmmm, life...
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