Man-sized ones! Underneath the Sycamores is a stone circle which has become overgrown and weedy.
“What shall we do about that?”, chief gardener asked. Rash moment – “dig it out, take it all up and re-lay it”, says I. Haste and repent at leisure are words that keep going round my head.
So I did just that. Then I’m thinking that it’s all well and good but how are they going to get back?
Three months into playing in the tunnel, what is it looking like? https://youtu.be/L9Da85uCQUQ?is=4wKPIP_pLAxEz5gp
The cockchafer or the ‘doodlebug’, a nickname later given to the V-1 flying bomb of WWII…
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and…
Our wild flower meadow and orchard is a riot of colour and activity from the…
and the Turkey is already fat! But rather incongruously she is in the garden! Not…