No, this rose isn't called the Fortune Teller but I went to see one about 19 years ago and she told me that I had been through a bad spell (she was right on that!) but that my life would change in June when the roses were in bloom! She kept on about the fact that I would meet a man who would make me very happy and it would be in June. Well she was right because it was in June that Steve and I started going out together 18 years ago. The Fortune Teller had no information about me at all and I must say that the things she told me that day were amazing as she seemed to know about all the troubles I had had. This rose is a thank you (rather belatedly) to her wherever she is now.
