It’s August, which means the Culture sections of all the newspapers are full of the Edinburgh Fringe. But have you heard of the Shaftesbury Fringe? We had no idea this…
Woodridge
Picture this: you’re at home, reading a book or working on your laptop, when someone says “The cows are on the move again!” What’s your first instinct? If you’re anything…
Hello again. Remember me?
I took a break from blogging in the autumn, convinced there wasn’t much left to say about the garden. Levelling laurels? Old news. Magnificent magnolias? Been there, done that. Except…
At the weekend we celebrated three years of living at Woodridge. “But wait”, you ask, “weren’t you selling Woodridge and moving away? That’s what you said in May, anyway.” True,…
Well there’s no point beating about the bush – we are selling Woodridge. For a bunch of reasons that I’m not going to bore you with, we’ve decided to put…
We all know there isn’t a lot of gardening in winter. The weather’s not much good and things don’t grow. You have to wait it out. Which doesn’t mean that…
In August I said this wasn’t a monthly blog anymore. That was over 3 months ago, so yeah, it isn’t. And, you may ask, what’s happened in those 3 months? Well..
Well, it’s obvious that this isn’t a monthly blog anymore. Not just because I keep going away on holiday…but gardening is cyclical so there’s less new stuff
As I said in my last post, gardening and foreign holidays are not compatible. It’s a good reason (alongside the weather) to go away in darkest January and February, rather…
I spent a good chunk of April in Uzbekistan. It was just so good to be travelling again after 26 months of being grounded by the pandemic. And Uzbekistan itself…
Hasn’t it been a glorious March! For the most part anyway. The garden is rushing headlong into Spring with all the gorgeous sunshine – the UK’s sunniest March since 1929…
There’s not a lot happening in January and February. I guess that’s a good thing because it’s freezing and wet, and that’s no fun. But it’s frustrating when, at other…
It’s the last day of the year as I write this. Perhaps I could mark the end of 2021 with a significant statement of what I’ve learned or what I mean to do next.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. (Albert Camus) Autumn is galloping ahead. It’s a season that signifies ending, and there’s a whole lotta difference between…
30 days hath September, April, June, and … [you know the rest]… 30 days? That many? It feels as though August was just last week. September breezed in and breezed out…