A Proper Chelsea Belter
It was an honour and privilege to visit the RHS Chelsea Flower show on press day. It gave me a fantastic chance to get up close to the gardens and plants (and some celebs as well) and appreciate the excellence in horticulture everyone produced. And truly, it was excellent.
Showtime at Malvern Spring Festival and Some Top Gardening Tips from You
I, or we, are recovering from the Malvern Spring Festival. This annual RHS Flower Show has it all: show gardens, stalls and stalls of great gardening products, delicious culinary delights, crafts, fabulous school gardens, competitions for you diehard gardeners, and lots more. This year there were even goats! Nestled in the sunshine under the Malvern Hills, it’s a beautiful place for garden aficionados – beginners and experts alike – to spend a day or two.
So, of course, GLG couldn’t miss out. Some of our top products in hand
The blackbirds are back.
And for avid readers of this blog, and I know that’s at least two of you, you will know this isn't the first time I have experienced these birds in my garden.
Last year I had to deal with a young blackbird in the house. Scary, messy but I’ll be honest, I coped, sorted it and I now know they are grateful. They are back. And nesting.
I was slumped in my favourite garden chair when I was buzzed by a blackbird. It screamed overhead and with an amazing dexterity, snuck into the top of my wood store next to the house. Now, the woodpile is low, it is after all spring, and is the perfect spot if you wanted to build a nest. Sheltered, shady, out of the way...
There’s a lot going on in the world and if we stop to think about it, chances are stress levels will rise. But mine are already beyond snapping point as I was recently given the biggest responsibility anyone can ever have - looking after the neighbour’s fish.
They’ve gone on holiday and asked me to do a simple job. ‘Feed the fish once every three days and only use a handful of fish food.’ There - easy to follow instructions.
The problem is that their trip away coincided with what I hope they realize was a ‘phew wot a scorcher’ type of week of weather with railway
Daily Daff: ‘Village show in uproar as judge condemns biscuits to second place’
All rise. The Court of the Village Show is now in session, the Honourable Judge McCann presiding. And so, at 10.00am the other Saturday, I began judging at our local spring horticultural show. And what pressure.
For the record I love village shows. I do my best to actually exhibit some of my plants and produce wherever possible. But this year, or this spring, having been volunteered to judge, I couldn't very well put my own auriculas in the show. Can you imagine the uproar as I ca
I understand why some people like cats.
Really, I do. All that companionship, stroking, purring stuff. But, as a gardener, I have to put my gardening gloved hand up and say, ‘No to cats.’ Here’s why.
They poop in my veg garden. There, I’ve said it. Honestly, I spent ages the other weekend preparing the soil in readiness for my carrots, parsnips, lettuce, radish and every other veg cur
I need to apologise.
The rubbish weather we’ve recently experienced at the start of spring is all my fault. I take full responsibility, I will try to do better and no one else was involved. I will try to be a force for good (weather) in the future. I will accept my punishment and get
Most school children are off school for a week or two and your garden is waking up from its long, enforced cold slumbers. What a perfect opportunity to get into gardening.
Gardening is fantastic for children to get involved in.
Think of all that exercise, f
This week’s Six on Saturday is wonderfully upbeat; Phil is sharing stunning images of the different varieties of daffodils he’s growing in his garden. He could use a hand identifying them too.
Surely these photos prove the bad weather is finally behind us and spring is here to stay!
Don’t forget to head over to the The
‘I did that,’ gushed GLG’s very own Emily as she photographed the rewards of her hard work last autumn.
Beautiful daffs where daffs weren’t before. And those three words, ‘I did that’, surely express the joy and pure emotional connection we all have with gardening. From a lumpen dormant bulb burst forth glorious yellow blooms. Marvellous.