5 ideas for your Christmas tree in January

Come January, one by one, our once pride of place Christmas trees will be left out in the cold to await their fate. This sorry sight of branches spiking from wheelie bins will soon be a thing of the past if we all choose to follow one of these 5 ideas.
Around 6 million Christmas trees are sold in the UK each year, and the Local Government Association estimates that the …Read More

Bat love

Poor old bats. No, I’m not talking about little old ladies who insist on going out shopping at lunchtime when you’re in a rush and paying for everything in the smallest change possible. They, quite frankly, can get lost. I’m talking pipistrelles, horseshoes, natterer’s and the other 14 different species of bat that we share our island with.

 

They (the furry sort) get a bad press. Being creatures of the night, …Read More

war-on-slugs

The War On Slugs – Part 1

Slugs, the one thing all gardeners can agree on. The bêtes noires of borders from Brighton to Birmingham? Right? Well, no, actually…
Here in the UK we have around 30 native species of slug, of which only four are pests. Who’d have thought these slimy critters came in so much variety? Some such as the almost-pretty leopard slug don’t eat live plants at all, instead preferring to eat other slugs and …Read More

Prairie-garden-Summer

Spring Cleaning Your Garden

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

Feathered-Friends

Feathered Friends

I was sat in a sad old garden chair on my allotment late on a Sunday afternoon in January, looking at my piles of apple tree prunings and the soggy remains of last season’s growth as the sun went down. A melancholy moment – which was suddenly shattered as songs burst forth from the stillness of the gathering dusk. Robins, defending their territory, song thrushes looking for a mate, tits …Read More