I don’t expect anyone to enjoy this post. It’s interesting, though, how I feel guilty about not writing to ‘please’ ….. I had been going to write about the joy of hydrangeas at this time of year in Ireland.
Here’s what I can’t bear:
1. The way people are let suffer pain and anguish that we wouldn’t ever think of letting our pet animals endure.
2. Discrimination, direct or indirect, because of skin colour, gender, age, physical or mental disabilities, sexual orientation …..
3. The ‘pompous brigade’ who are so busy that they can only talk to people who they perceive to be useful to them.
4. The inhumane treatment of people who are genuine victims of the economic recession.
5. Exploitation of workers
6. Litter louts ~ like the guy in a snazzy car yesterday who whizzed passed me on the lovely Cliff Road here in Tramore and fired an empty milk carton out the window.

Jean, I think you know I’m on board with you on the first six. But I can bear hydrangeas, in fact, I like them. Now, crabgrass or poison ivy can be a nuisance, but let’s not be too harsh in our judgement of pretty flowers. I believe, and I think I’m not being too rash in drawing this conclusion, that unless you have a particular allergy, in time you might learn to grow quite fond of hydrangeas.
Van, I think you must have misunderstood me on the hydrangeas. I absolutely adore them and particularly like the one that is hanging over my garden gate right now. It’s like a flowing skirt, I always think!
With my Meldrew rant on focus the other day I think we are on the same page. MM 🍀
Seems so MM! Thanks for writing.
T his is well written Jean – and necessary. The hydrangeas are a wonderful contrast to the human condition and for me they are a reminder to keep beauty close to heart.
Hi Brian, thanks for your comment and I love the way you have interpreted the hydrangeas!
Agree…and damn, you pipped me to the post again, was just going to do a Hydrangea post. Ah well, next week 🙂
Hi Clare, thanks for writing. I think there’s enough room for about a million posts on hydrangeas, especially the kind that are out in our precious Mount Congreve!