A recent conversation, me reading Mr. WB’s ‘Gardener’s World’ (having given him a subscription for his birthday). Continue reading “Sofa Sundays”
Springtime is definitely apple blossom time. Of course, I’m so delayed writing this that’s it now summer (not that you’d know it from the rain outside today)!
One of Mr. WB’s favourite lines is ‘I know a guy’. Example: me talking about getting a marble slab to roll pastry, Mr. WB- ‘I know a guy’. (He does- guess what I got as a Christmas present!) Continue reading “An Apple A Day…”
Or, at least, a strawberry bed. I finally made some contribution to our allotment last Sunday by getting down on my knees and planting the strawberries- 66 plants to be precise. Eleven of my Ballymaloe plants survived, and were joined by 55 runners propagated from our own garden. Continue reading “Strawberry Fields”
- Casually asking his wife ‘What would you think about X?’
- Long hours spent online researching X
- X appears
OK, technically it’s the Suburban Farm, but it just doesn’t have as nice a ring to it.
It’s about time I said something about my amazing garden. Firstly, it is due to an amazing landscape gardener, namely Mr. WB. Without him, there would just be a non-descript slope above the cream steps, full of rubbish (I should take a picture of next door as proof!) Continue reading “Welcome to the Urban Farm!”