Long Mizzle Garden

Hello m' red carpet luvas, I know to do what we do, you gotta be able to take people heckling you over the garden wall, saying stuff like "eh, you've left your fog lights on your car", or "I saw I rat by the compost heap yesterday", deliberately distracting words such as "would you like some freshly baked chocolate beetroot cake". And you gotta be able to take it when people say you are crazy for talking to plants. In this business, you gotta have to be able to have people disrespecting you, saying the previous owners had the garden lawn looking all pristine and immaculate , and you gotta smile and you gotta pretend like its ok.  Well this is a beautiful moment. *I just want to say thank you to all you lovely readers for wishing me luck and .......  [cue over riding exit music]..... *Large portions stolen from Will Smith's 2022 Oscar Speech  Disclaimer: no real 'bitch slaps' were handed out in the making of this post. That's just s...

 Hello m' ospreys,   Just a quickie this week - I'm in the midst of revising for my next round of RHS exams - attempting to learn endless lists of latin names and garden design principles. That doesn't mean we can't have a nice cuppa and biscuit break though does it!?!  Let's go... After all the scorching sun, the garden has had a bit of welcome mizzle these past couple of days. It bothers me not. In fact, mizzle is my favourite weather to garden in... and sit drinking coffee. The neighbours must think I'm a right weirdo, what with that and Nude Day (the first Monday of every month). The Confedgery is limbering up.... (that's an invented cross between a fence and hacked down conifer hedge...  absolutely nothing to do with the Confederacy) It must have sensed the arrival of the US president and other world leaders for the G7 summit. The skies of Cornwall have been alive with Osprey helicopters, flying in close formation. There's currently a big naval pr...