Wild garden

The garden lies largely neglected during the winter. There is some kind of psychological barrier to going down a flight of stairs to get to it. Then there is the cold and the damp. I love watching the fox who still manages to live on top of the wall at the back of the garden [...]

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There will be blood

Something has ruined my salad. Not only dug it up, but then done an enormous poo on it, and invited a load of bluebottles to come and dance on its grave. The point may have been the massive poo and the seedlings were perhaps destroyed as a side project, but the result is the same.  [...]

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The tiniest water butt in Europe

Maybe.  It is laughably small.  Still, it holds three watering cans worth, perfect for sprinkling my lettuce seedlings.  Slugs and snails circle the veg patch, waiting for the little shoots to get big enough for a decent meal.  I wonder (again) whether I could squeeze a small chicken/quail coop into the garden?  It would be [...]

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Garden update

I love my garden.  Here it is, as photographed from my kitchen window.  It is 5x5m square (one-hundred-and-sixtieth of an acre), small but perfectly formed.  Unfortunately the gardener does not measure up to the garden.  I am the worst kind of fair weather gardener.  On the first sunny days of the year I get over-excited [...]

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Wilbhog in the snow

The obligatory ‘ooh it’s snowing!’ picture.  This is our Wilbhog.  We picked him up in South Africa and smuggled him home in our hand luggage on the plane, we were a bit worried they might confiscate him due to the extremely sharp tusks he has on him.  Luckily he sneaked through though, and now guards [...]

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