Having a Rotting Time

We can now pop out and pee in the garden.

Yes that’s right, we’ve finally got round to building some compost bins. Appropriately recycling some of the pallets left by the builders of course. Continue reading

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Herbie Rides Again

Regular followers of our progress here will remember that just two months ago a bit fell off our car.

As you can imagine, this led inevitably to the creation of a new herb garden at The Secret Acre. Obviously.

But just eight weeks on, the tyre planters have in fact worked a treat, and as you can see in the picture below our herbs are now roaring away. Continue reading

The Timeless Wonder of it all

April was unusually warm and dry, ensuring Spring arrived with a vengeance, underlining the timeless wonder of it all.

At The Secret Acre it proved a busy month recycling, creating new borders, as well as cutting the grass, planting the potatoes, planting extra successional broad beans and onions, and bottling the last of the cider. Continue reading

Pole Dancing – Part 2: Laid to Rest

It’s not just tyres we’ve been recycling recently to create new garden borders at The Secret Acre.

For two years the old electricity pole has been languishing under the woodpile.

In April we finally laid it to rest, fittingly close to where it used to stand, as a new garden border along the edge of the patio. Continue reading

Our Exhaust fell off, so now we have a Herb Garden!

Just before Easter, the exhaust fell off the car.

Well, the rear silencer to be precise. A turn of events that leaves a sizable hole in your bank balance, with no discernible silver lining, beyond no longer sounding like Jenson Button is driving down the road.

But on this occasion, Emma had other ideas.

So we returned from our local tyre and exhaust place, not just quietly (thanks to the new rear silencer), but also with a car full of free olds tyres. Continue reading

The Flower Amnesty

Buttercup Ranunculus 2 - April 2016If I’m honest, up to now I’ve been a bit of a Flower Nazi, much to Emma’s annoyance.

In my defence, being an urban container grower with a flat’s six foot balcony, or a terrace’s five foot square concrete backyard, doesn’t leave much room for flowers taking up valuable growing space. Continue reading