Tag Archives: gardening

A bronze age discovery?

A spade digging earth.

We recently celebrated eight years living in our house. I say ‘celebrated’. Commiserated would be a better word. That’s not to say we don’t like our house. On the contrary. It’s a lovely character property and I’ll be genuinely saddened if we ever move out. It’s just that, since we moved in, we’ve had no end …

The inconstant gardener

A rusty pitchfork leaning against a weathered shed.

It’s amazing how having kids can cause you to put things off. Take our garden, for example. We’ve lived in our house for almost eight years and have only just started making it our own! Does it show that I’m not a natural gardener? That’s not to say that we’ve been lazy or, indeed, that I’m …