Sorry for the silence since Easter. I started my new gardening job on Tuesday and I'm absolutely knackered! I have bruises, cuts and scratches everywhere, including a large black one the size of my hand just above my arse, from falling down a client's steps in the rain. I have been told that my skin will toughen up and that the first fortnight is always the worst. However, even when I was soaked to the skin, spending an entire day deadheading daffodils and pulling up ground-elder (my new mortal enemy), I was still having more fun than I ever did in my office job, so this is clearly a good move for me!
This week I learned that I'm pretty good at mowing lawns. I'm lousy at manoeuvring the lawnmower (so no one should watch me changing direction), but my straight lines are awesome. I learned that the designer I work for has several favourite plants, and that I need to read up more about how to look after them. And I learned that NO ONE who wants to maintain their own garden should, under any circumstances, plant a pampas grass. Ever. No exceptions.
Last Sunday I went to the Rare Plant Fair at Syon Park, where it was a pleasure to bump into Victoria! I have more ferns and a Euphorbia that's going to remind me of Spain every time I look at it. Yesterday I returned to Syon Park with my mother (more about that later), and next Saturday it's the annual visit to Akamba. Aren't I busy?
This week I learned that I'm pretty good at mowing lawns. I'm lousy at manoeuvring the lawnmower (so no one should watch me changing direction), but my straight lines are awesome. I learned that the designer I work for has several favourite plants, and that I need to read up more about how to look after them. And I learned that NO ONE who wants to maintain their own garden should, under any circumstances, plant a pampas grass. Ever. No exceptions.
Last Sunday I went to the Rare Plant Fair at Syon Park, where it was a pleasure to bump into Victoria! I have more ferns and a Euphorbia that's going to remind me of Spain every time I look at it. Yesterday I returned to Syon Park with my mother (more about that later), and next Saturday it's the annual visit to Akamba. Aren't I busy?
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