On the whole, I’m a pretty rugged sort of person. A disproportionate amount of my gardening time seems to be spent hammering scaffold boards together, or powering my way through waist high weeds at the business end of a petrol strimmer, or hauling improbably deep tree roots out of pits in the ground. But the [...]
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I used to be a bit sceptical about all this new-fangled fashion for eating flowers. All a bit Guardianista, I thought. Looks nice and all that, but what about the flavour? Well. Then I ate a rosemary flower. And found out about the flavour, and why people who eat flowers tend to eat rather a [...]
When I was in Derbyshire a while back, I went to Chatsworth House (this may actually be a legal requirement under local byelaws: certainly every other person in Derbyshire seemed to be there at the same time as me). It has a spectacular and very famous garden of 105 acres, nearly half a millennium old, with bits created by the likes [...]
There I was minding my own business pricking out the Brussels sprouts seedlings I should have planted out about three weeks ago, when my husband turns up with a turfcutter in the back of the car. “Special offer!” he calls out of the window. “Fifty quid for the weekend!” And thus began our Great (and [...]
As soon as I mention cutting gardens – an area of the garden set aside for growing cut flowers for the house - you start thinking of summer, don’t you? Ladies in floaty hats and diaphanous dresses drifting through waist-high seas of flowers snipping a few here and a few there and laying them lovingly in a beechwood trug, that kind [...]