Space in London is at a premium and we guard it jealously. When we first bought Garlic Towers, we were shocked to find that our rotting and decrepit (and for some reason, bright blue) fence wasn’t actually standing on our boundary but that we’d lost almost a foot (or about 30cm) from the back of our garden due to poor post placement. It doesn’t sound like much, but in a tiny garden like ours (all 32 metres squared / 349 feet of it), the difference is huge.
So enter the fencers. I had rather naively assumed that fencing was something one could do in an intense DIY session but having watched the precision that these chaps have down to an art, we decided to outsource this particular job. It’s one of those jobs that you watch with a slight feeling of despair as everything around you is smashed down, the mess and rubble mounts up and the garden seems messier than ever. But in a couple of short days, the fences were up and the workmen gone, and this was the result. Next stop, raised beds, to bring back some of the greenery that’s been eradicated!
London to Land Girl 