Directly outside of our back door there is a small courtyard, jammed with pots, a small plastic greenhouse and a bench. A set of red brick steps lead up from this area, to the main garden above. A couple of years ago I fell down these steps. I was carrying the dried washing and attempting to stroke Fat Ol, next door’s cat, at the same time. A classic case of multi-tasking gone wrong. There is no doubt in my mind who the villain is here, Mind Your Own Business. No I am not being rude, I slipped on the invading tyrant Soleirolia soleirolii, the scourge of many a garden. I have been fighting a battle with this monster ever since. Sadly, I must confess that I am coming a very poor second in this contest. It is invincible, Stephen King should make a film about it. I am not exaggerating as to how cruelly encompassing and relentless it is.
So it made me chuckle when I saw this sign at RHS Rosemoor.
It may have been a chuckle, it may have been a sob. Hopefully this label was educational rather than celebratory!