My garden is a mysterious place, rarely visited, except to hang out washing and water pots. My habitat these days is the kitchen, where I look out at the bins and ivy covered walks, where nothing else agrees to grow, and that little patch of sky above the next door chimney pots. There's a hundred years of history in the garden, china fragments rise to the surface, plants unplanted appear and flourish. In fact they flourish too well. The bottom of the garden used to look like this, with wild flowers enjoying the dappled sunshine and shade provided by a beautiful yellow-blossomed laburnum tree. But sadly it never recovered from the snows of 2010 and 2011, it just limped on like a raggedy old scarecrow.
In between times, I always prioritised the front garden, though you might not know it when you see the care and attention lavished by other home owners nearby. I would do a bit out the back, I would get so far down and then I would be called in. One child would need something, and then there would be a meal to make, bedtime to organise and the chance to finish tidying the garden would be gone.
So the wilderness took over. It's amazing how fast nettles and buddleia can grow unchecked. Not to mention the shrubs that reached for the sky with ever increasing confidence, while the bindweed curled its deadly vines around everything in sight and its white trumpets softened the edges of the neglected trampoline.
Something had to be done, and I knew that I didn't have the time to do it. Or expertise. Can you imagine me with a chainsaw? I try to tackle most things, but that was a step too far...
For once no-one could help, no-one had any recommendations. So finally I took a chance on an on-line site. I tried not to think about all the possible things that could go wrong, hired someone, and kept every finger crossed when he arrived with all the kit at 9.15 am yesterday.
This is what he was faced with.
So now I can reach the bottom of my garden, but what do I do with it? Any ideas welcome.
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