I like a touch of wilderness in my gardens and I often try to analyse why, after all I’m not a country lass by definition. I always tell people that I was born under the gas tower in Southall – not literally you understand. I have to stop trotting this out though for Southall’s gas […]

I often ask myself, why I’m a gardener. The answer’s somewhat mundane. I was a twin and we shared a small bedroom in a terraced house. We had entirely different personalities because we were fraternal, rather than identical twins My twin brother was the beautiful one. He got the curly golden hair, the navy-blue eyes […]

Gardeners are an ebullient lot, because we’re always looking into the rosy future and, at the start of the year, the future’s rosier than ever! We’re enjoying the garden’s renaissance and mostly that’s sheer joy, although occasionally I shed a tear when a lost friend is remembered by a plant. The snowdrop ‘Fieldgate Imp’, named […]

I think I must be a pagan at heart, because the most important day of the year is the shortest day, the winter solstice. This year’s occurred on December 21st and, after that auspicious event, the days get longer and that means more time to garden. One of the first things I do in the […]

I love to garden throughout the year and kneeling down, with a trowel in my hand, seems to get me a direct line to God and I’m not too fussy about which one it is either. I can solve my problems, my friends’ problems and my family’s problems when I’m weeding. The only time my […]

Many people ask me what I’m writing about at the moment and recently I wrote a general article on Japanese anemones for the RHS Garden magazine. The general response, when I mentioned Japanese anemones, was I wouldn’t grow those things because they pop up everywhere. The fact that they don’t stay in one clump – […]

I’m not keen on plant names being changed generally, because it can be very confusing. I never look at cimificfugas, tall autumn bottlebrushes with divided rich-burgundy foliage, and think of them as being remotely the same as rather boring, berried woodland acteas. The fact that a botanist has peered into their DNA and found it […]

Iris is my middle name and I hated the name when I was a child. It was chosen, along with the dreaded Valerie, by my elder brother to compensate for my mother denying him the privilege of being an only child. You see he is about eight years older than I am, so he was […]

One of the best things about having a Hartley greenhouse is being able to propagate and that means plants for free. And that’s VERY important to those of us with Yorkshire roots. Oh yes, it is! Midsummer is a perfect time to start and it needn’t be complicated, despite what you read in books. I […]

I’m probably going to cause a riot, although I’m not a Kaiser Chief! I believe the bowling green lawn, the one with the counter-running corduroy-like stripes, is fine for Premier League footballers but not for gardeners. It’s old hat and trying to maintain that level of perfection means killing the daisies and the moss with […]

No, I’m not referring to clandestine comings and goings you understand. I’m talking about those shady corners in need of softening. All gardeners have them, including me, despite the fact that most of my garden is resolutely south-facing I still have some spots that get very little sun. One path, between the woodland borders, gets […]