Licking my wounds after pruning the roses in my Lewes Spring garden.

I spent most of Sunday pruning my roses here in my Lewes, UK garden on the day that the temperature rose to 20 degrees Celsius (68 Fahrenheit). With all the essential early Spring gardening jobs done, I can sit back and enjoy the flowering bulbs and lick my wounds of course. For me there’s no rose-pruning without bloodshed.

The only red in my garden is dripping from my hands, the rest is a splendid mix of yellow, blue, mauve and purple supplied by the daffodils, croci and the Chionodoxa luciliae.

My novel, Stephen Dearsley’s Summer Of Love, was published  on 31 October 2013. It is the story of a young fogey living in Brighton in 1967 who has a lot to learn when the flowering hippie counter culture changes him and the world around him.