My last minute twilight panics over netting staples and wire gave way to sunny morning, the kind that makes it look as though the world has been washed overnight. A car full of friends arrived at 10am – and so began a long drive up to the Lincolnshire Wolds and my foray into the world of poultry keeping.
My first glimpse of Itchy, Scratchy and Battina was three pale and frightened-looking …Read More
After a week’s holiday I strutted around the garden on Sunday like a horticultural Victor Meldrew. Having said that, the cries of “I don’t BELIEEEEVE IT!” were generally ones of happiness rather than exasperation and despair. Pots of crocus (the sublime ‘Zwanenburg Bronze’) that I thought had come up blind were flowering at full throttle, showing their deep gold and bronze faces to the spring sunshine. Broad beans on the …Read More