Our Hideaway

There are few pleasures in life more satisfying than getting down with a dibber for a beautiful purpose. That is where, even with the inclement winds of October blowing in, I have spent much time of late. Our garden is such a feast for the senses. My role has been to supply support and encouragement and a bit of muscle when it matters. It is the place where the trials of the world can be ushered out and forgotten. I have no desire to dwell on the troubles. They will soon, I am sure, be behind me. And we can return to the bliss of our verdant outlook. You should come and have a look too