For the last few years I have attended (partly, but not exclusively, because they have good canapés and excellent cake) and had a very jolly time. This year, however, I had to go and see a client about a lake which was still fun but also much more profitable.
The form is that the president – my excellent friend Joe Swift – stands up and chunters on a bit then George Plumptre thanks people. All very civilised but beneath the surface of all this civility lurks a powerful thing. The National Gardens Scheme raised over £2.6million last year through the simple expedient of opening gardens to the public and flogging them plants and slices of cake. It is a pretty simple model which gives great pleasure to everybody – the garden owners get to show off their work, the visitors get to have a good nose around gathering inspiration (and calories) and some charities get a pretty hefty injection of funds.
What a marvellous thing: in celebration of this the aforementioned president, Cleve west and I have made a silly film to promote the endeavour.
I also have other, less happy, news: this is the last blog that I will write for the good people at Crocus. It is number 210 so the end of a fairly substantial run which I have thoroughly enjoyed. Thank you to you, the readership, for indulging my whims and irrelevant rambles off into territories only very tenuously connected to gardens.
However, life changes (thank goodness) and we move ever onwards. The era of the blog is fading, I fear, as attention is diverted to other things. I have been blogging in various places for about ten years and there are now far too many blogs (many of them hogwash) and it is impossible to keep up: there are not enough hours in the day. Maybe the way forward is, ironically, to write a book of blogs as I think that printed books will probably last longer than anything. Especially if we have some sort of world cataclysm and there is no more electricity in which case all those clever things we do online will be as useful as a barrel of pocket fluff.
We are now in the age of video so I shall return to the Crocus website in glorious (and slightly scary) technicolour banging on about something or other. I thought that, as I am just about to embark on a new garden, it might be interesting to document the various processes, shenanigans, triumphs and mistakes. I will also keep my other blog rolling on my newly polished and shiny website, you can find it here.
Until then…. So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu