I’d be back visiting Australia and New Zealand as often as finances allowed, if only it wasn’t for the dreaded jet lag. But two weeks of feeling grotty, followed by another two upon returning home does somewhat dampen one’s enthusiasm. Continue reading
Well, I can conclude that it was all worth it. The last few weeks have been pretty miserable weather-wise–and I’ve missed Australia terribly–but now that Christmas is finally upon us, oh, it’s good to be cold! Continue reading
Could this be the prettiest place on earth? Continue reading
I thought I’d just say a quick hello. I’ve missed you!
The last month has been a madly busy time of packing; condensing our belongings from a generously Australian-sized four bedroom house to a London-proportioned, two bedroom house; preparing for a Masters exam (the big day is tomorrow); writing an assignment; and, oh yes, running a business. As you can imagine, I’m exhausted.
And the whole of January went past with not a single garden visit to be had. Thank goodness for birthdays, is all I can say. The perfect excuse for a break and a treat and this morning my dear friends Catherine and Steven took me for coffee and cake by the Potting Shed, to the newly planted Sydney Park Wetlands and then to my favourite of all, Cat Alley Continue reading
Deserted beaches, fearless wildlife and flora so fitting to its surroundings I wondered why I bothered to ‘garden’ at all. These are the lasting memories of my Continue reading
Phormium, dear Phormium. Never shall I say a bad word about you again. I’ve seen you beachside, mountainside, roadside and bang in the middle of highly exposed plains. I’ve seen ancient Continue reading
Things have been pretty busy in my world over the last month. We’ve had a trip to the UK, put on the market and sold our Sydney home, celebrated our great friends, Jo and Continue reading
And so I find myself in England for a few days. House hunting. How on earth did that happen?
Out of the blue, Paul has been offered a new role in London. And after much Continue reading
By some enormous stroke of good luck, a few days before the Daffodils at Rydal event, someone asked Paul what his favourite plants were. By even better luck, one of the three plants that came into his mind happened Continue reading