We farm a three acre smallholding in Hampshire, England, having fled London in pursuit of the good life for our little family. We mess about with an assorted menagerie and try to be as self-sufficient as possible in meat and fruit and vegetables whilst enjoying our plot and an outdoors lifestyle with our son. I am the luckiest person that I know.
Or rather, here we go peering at Mulberry sticks. In a fit of optimism last year, I decided that as we only intend to keep this house for two or three years before the whispered lull of the countryside becomes a full-throated roar, that I could get a jump start on several heirloom plants. One […]
When I was younger my primary school apparently used to ask parents to save their junk boxes (cereals etc) and loo rolls for “junk modelling” sessions. When I was older my mother told me she always liked dropping off whole boxes at the school as it cleared a cupboard, only to have to sigh in […]
…The trick? Divided areas. The GarlicCats are much loved members of the family and, as such, we’re eager for them to share our little outdoor patch behind the house. However, I don’t believe that any home is complete without cut flowers and although most of the garden is going to be devoted to edibles, it’s […]
One of the first things that needed to be done when we took over our garden was to fight back against the wilderness that occupied the space we so badly wanted as ours. So a mammoth pruning session ensued (tempered slightly by the discovery of a nest in a neighbour’s overhanging bush that we didn’t […]
I have a special fondness for Shrove Tuesday. Mr Garlic is particularly adept at flipping pancakes and let’s face it, there’s little better as a treat in this world than crepes. The British Hedgehog Preservation Society sent out a twitter challenge to see who could come up with hedgehog-themed pancakes and I couldn’t resist taking part. […]
Greetings from a tiny, hitherto unloved patch of patio in South-West London now occupied by Mr Garlic, our two GarlicCats and I. I’ll be writing about the challenges of taking a tiny urban garden behind our Victorian house (and the side return) and growing as much edible produce as is possible. I’ll also chuck in […]