I was in John Lewis one evening when there was a call, a call that made me giddy deep inside my belly and one that made me giggle out loud.   Would we like to go and see Monty in his Roof Garden, would we?, you bet we would.

The garden was cool and quiet and very beautiful as the trees twinkled in the dark of the night.

And Monty was his usual well attired self.

Showing off his hosting skills to good use.

Free wine tastings. 

There was biscuit making, I wowed them with my use of subtlety .

And Monty’s personal home to rest in with the use of warm hand knit Rowan yarn blankets and deep cushions on which to relax.

And then of course the views, oh the views..  Oxford Street at its finest. Another magic moment.