It's not that I'm a great gardener; it's just that I'd like to have a space to potter in. With hedges. Very tall hedges.
The last time I had a garden was over twenty years ago. It was a vicarage garden and really quite big. It sloped down hill and was boggy in parts. I can't pretend I did a lot with it, but I used to cut the grass and once - very amateurishly- I laid a path.
I'd like to look out the widow and see very big trees. We have trees here in the back yard, but I have to keep them ruthlessly clipped or they'd bring down phone lines- and it's not the same.
Yesterday we went to B & Q and bought pansies. I think we left it a bit late because the plants were all half price and short of blooms- and when I got them out of their pots I found they'd been rooting furiously with nowhere to go. I've put them in the two planters in the front yard. They'll give me something to smile about as I go in and out the front door.