It would be fair to say that I wasn’t overly excited about our pending trip to the Falkland Islands. Paul has these silly ideas every so often and usually if I lie low they seem to disappear. But having played the ‘maybe’, ‘we’ll see’, ‘we can have a think about it’ card for more than six months, I decided I’d better just go along with it. Continue reading
Well, after almost two years away from Australia, I managed to time my very first trip back, in early December, to exactly coincide with the heaviest snowfall our village had seen in a decade. I was sad to miss the snow, but very much cheered up when photos of our very white garden kept popping up on my phone. Our lovely cleaner, next door neighbour and neighbouring farmer all kindly thought of me missing this moment and without being asked, popped over to capture our snowy garden for us. How grateful it made me feel to have such a thoughtful community around us in our new home. Continue reading
I’m feeling really rather lucky to be living in such a very special part of the world this week. Not only am I about two minutes walk from a certain flower show, but the streets all around me are ‘paved’ with flowers right now. Continue reading
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