Forgive the tardiness, but the sun is out and I have been gardening like Vita Sackville West on crack. (Which is how she liked things, apparently.)
It has been a sometimes frustrating, sometimes triumphant, spring and early summer. Let me share what I’ve been up to.
Continue reading “The 7 triumphs and 6 frustrations of my summer garden”
We’ve been to the hospital three times
Upon reflection, it is a miracle the garden only caused one of those visits. The first two times were for my partner, who’d managed to be both ill and injured – in that order. The third time… well, I’ll get to that.
Continue reading “In which three heroes save our princess from gardening’s peaks and troughs”
I have a few things I need to get off my chest, so this post is as much confessional as it is a gardening blog.
Topics include poop (of course),
disappointing my father, and my petty but deeply satisfying campaign of
vengeance against Blue Van Man.
Grab yourself a cup of tea.
Continue reading “With ferns in my woodland and revenge in my heart”
I am not, by nature, a lawbreaker. But circumstances have driven me to it.
And when I say circumstances, I really mean “admin”. But also, dickheads.
It has been a bizarre month around the old campfire, resulting in brushes with the neighbours, the local council and the law.
Let’s start at the beginning.
Continue reading “It is not allowed to mix cement on the highway”
We don’t fuck around in East London. As will become abundantly clear in a minute. But first, I want to indulge in some poetry.
Continue reading “Good fences and good neighbours”
Sorry for the lack of posts. We have become parents and it is beyond exhausting.
Continue reading “Ferns, felines and inordinate feculence”
We’ve moved in. The renovations are complete, the moving boxes are gone and we’re finally living in the house.
Continue reading “I’m afraid there have been casualties”
A few days ago, we finally got the keys to our new home. It’s a gorgeous little 1904-built brick terrace on a sweet, tree-lined, residential East London street.
Continue reading “We got the keys! Let me show you what I’m working with”