Sometimes Look Back

About an hour’s drive from where we live is Hartland Quay.  If you sailed westward from our house, close following the coastline, you would pass Morte Point and Grunta Beach on the way to Woolacombe and Putsborough, then round Baggy Point to Croyde and Saunton, skimming the estuary where Appledore and Insow nestle and the rivers TorridgeContinue reading “Sometimes Look Back”

Things I never thought I’d say – Part Seven

“Don’t punch the plants Nancy!” A couple of weeks ago we reached the heady stage of planting out Nancy Nightingale’s new border.   We laid the specimens in position, carefully considering potential clashes of colour or foliage before we commenced.  As NN is a complete novice I gave her a quick planting tutorial before retreating to aContinue reading “Things I never thought I’d say – Part Seven”

A Rose in the Desert

On the whole builders and gardeners don’t go.  Far be it for me to generalise, but in my experience they are counter- rather than productive partnerships.  They are not “cheese and pickle”, “strawberries and cream” or, let me wrack my brain for another, oh yes “gin and tonic”. They are more “the black death and 14th centuryContinue reading “A Rose in the Desert”