So, here’s the thing: I like big raised beds. The idea of making massive fuck-off sized raised beds first came about at Idiot Towers, before the move to..
Tracy was, when all was said and done, a bit off her chump. She wasn’t like other girls. For a start, she could fight, smoke, drink, swear and..
Here’s a thing. There are several old people in the village whose partners have either died, or left them, or admitted that they’re more Martha..
Thus far, 2012 has been a bitch. Rain, rain and more rain, plus cold, cloud and rain, has meant that most cultivation has been hit and miss. It is, quite..
Most people view me as an optimist. I might seem to be the one that pushes on through adversity to achieve the goals I’m focused on, and yes, sometimes I..
Long time readers might recognise the name Tracey Cahill. Well, the story starts some 2012 years ago with that chap who often gets a mention here: Jesus. As a..
Well, after what seems like a lifetime, I no longer hate some of you. Ever since my conversion to gardening, I have been stealing inches of my garden from..
Yes indeedy, Audere est Facere! Not just the motto of the might Tottenham Hotspur (we’re building for the future, honest), but also a creed for all idiot..
As the sun, a crimson ball of fiery hope, settled towards the darkening horizon, the sweating man stood, leaning on his shovel. The small boys gathered around..
Well, folks, the curtain has fallen, the lights are out, it’s all over and done with. I now officially declare my first gardening year over. Yes, there..
Sometimes, for some people (that’ll be me), the best just simply isn’t enough. Trust me; let me show you what I mean. Picture the scene; you and..
Sadly my weekend has been eroded by having to travel to a work thing on the other side of the world on Sunday, but Saturday lay before me like a sunny but..
I’ve been packing a few things for my travels (well, chucking a spare pair of pants in a bag), but my mind hasn’t been on the task at hand...
Bed 3 is up (just a screw through my finger to report), and I’ve hit on a cracking idea for herb planters. However, that’s not what made my weekend..
This morning, I started my day with a riddle in the garden. Londoners can chorttle at the schoolboy humour and the rest can read on, unaware that they were..
At last, the temperatures have crept above freezing and the snow is receding. The current hope is that maybe the weekend will see the commencement of..