Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination
We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation
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| Beau and Peep grazing on the extensive lawns of Pudding Towers. Behind a mighty horse chestnut tree rises from the earth - grown from a conker that our son Ian picked up twenty seven years ago. |
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| The two borders, split by a brick paved path have had a nasty habit of merging with the lawn ever since I created them but a few weeks ago I had the idea of acquiring some ceramic Victorian edging stones. They are over a hundred years old and hopefully they will maintain separation. |
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| Nearby, I have utilised two logs from a holly tree I chopped down to edge another little piece of garden. It is under one of our apple trees and a bit too shady for grass so I shall plant some creeping evergreen border plant here before too long. |
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| At the top of the garden we used to have a much larger vegetable plot but I have kind of halved it and put weather-treated planks around it. Our seed potatoes are already in and soon I will put in peas and beans. Courgettes will be planted in the two tyres you can see on the left. I found them by a derelict house in Attercliffe. I laid the path on the right myself. It was one of the first projects I undertook after leaving Willy Wonka's "world of education". |
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| A view of Pudding Towers from the west. One of the main reasons we have stuck here all these years is the garden |
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| The bond between a mother and a child is a precious thing and Peep hardly ever leaves his mother's side. We have found that they are pretty good at scaring off unwanted visitors like slugs, snails, rats and canvassers from Nick Clegg's desperate LibDem headquarters. |
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| Another view of the vegetable plot. I made the gate and erected the fence myself. Usefully, a little green lane runs past the back of our estate - down to Murray Road and the wider world beyond. The pile just beyond the vegetable plot is evidence of my uncontrollable pyromania and the little Victoria plum tree on the right was desired by Lady Pudding. Last summer it bore dozens of juicy plums. The End |
Quite a large estate it is too YP. Your garden looks delightful ... And very productive too. I don't think Aussies grow vegetables as much as the English do though many dabble in vege growing a bit. I would love to have an apple or plum tree in my yard... Oh I mean garden. The Queensland equivalent is probably a mango tree (large, not really attractive and messy) or a passion fruit vine ( very vigorous so needs space but prolific fruit. And lovely). Do you have a BBQ?
ReplyDeleteWe do have barbecue. Just a little one on wheels. In a good summer I might barbecue a dozen times using lumpwood charcoal which I prefer to those gas monsters.
DeleteMaking comments is not so easy from an iPad. Big trouble if you need to do a bit of editing as I usually do. I'm sure I'll get the hang of it soon. Bare with me please.
ReplyDeleteI will be happy to "bare with you" Helen. Just name the time and place but don't tell Tony. I'm kind of scared of that guy.
DeleteI'm envious. I would not want to swap as folk know where you are, who you are and your your unhealthy predilection to blow up sheep.....A very tolerant lady is Shirley.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy growing things I can eat. It's looking good. A Clegg under the vegetable plot would be beneficial to us and your veg.
Manure comes out of Clegg's mouth but if he was under the vegetable plot our potatoes would surely be blighted.
DeleteLooks good, well done! I'm a bit envious of anyone who can make anything or successfully run a garden.
ReplyDeleteBeau and Peep don't seem to have fattened up too much since last year - are you sure they're eating enough?
Beau and Peep keep the grass down. I hardly ever have to use my lawnmower with those two around. For some reason, Beau doesn't like it when I approach her from behind - especially when wearing my wellingtons.
DeleteNot a fan of Mr Clegg then YP? I'm quick like that!
ReplyDeleteLove the pictures of your green and pleasant land. Am I right in thinking you're only a stone's throw away from the great metropolis of Barnsley or the like?
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To my shame, Clegg is our MP and your intelligent deduction that I am not fond of him suggests that you could be the next Miss Marple! Regarding throwing stones at the post-industrial miniature hamlet of Barnsley, I can't chuck that far lass!
DeleteI must confess even though I'm geographically challenged, I did know that. I was just being a tad naughty in the hope of getting you going. There's always one in every class I guess.
DeleteI'm impressed with your garden, not at all surprised you havn't felt the need to move. We feel the same here, we love it; content some might say, and what a happy place to be in this troubled world
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I think your home has the perfect size of yard around it. The new homes here are depressing to see, they barely have a 5 foot clearance on all 4 sides. I do see one thing missing in your yard - a hen house.
ReplyDeleteIn the past, many English homes had a separate little "house" in the garden. But it wasn't a hen house. It was a place where'd you go for a daily sit down for five minutes or so and there was a big hole in the seat.
DeleteAn impressive view of the west wing and the estate. A well grown garden is worth so much in terms of giving a place the feeling of home, but it also means a lot of work. It all looks very well cared for.
ReplyDeleteAs in life itself, I like a little wildness in the garden. Not over-manicured.
DeleteI love the sheep YP. So glad they are keeping Cleggy's canvassers at bay. I would have preferred Johnny Depp's picture at the top - much easier on the eye.
ReplyDeleteWho is Johnny Depp?
DeleteHave you been living in a cave? He was Willie Wonka in the 2nd Chocolate Factory film.
DeleteI just googled him. He sounds like a right twat.
DeleteYou're such a big meanie. I bet Lady P likes him.
DeleteI just asked her. She has never met Johnny Depp.
DeleteI don't know what I would do with out gardening. I really like vegetable gardening.
ReplyDeleteDo you grow Red potatoes and Red cabbage? Red beetroot, Red tomatoes, Red onions? If you grew green vegetables you'd have to change your name to Green!
DeleteOh YP, this reminds me so much of some of the homes of my now gone relatives. These lovely Yorkshire homes that typically had, to a small child, long, seemingly never ending gardens leading through gates, past the fruit trees they audaciously called their orchards, past the plots where they grew their veg and dahlias that won the prizes at the shows, eventually arriving at back lanes lined with hawthorn hedges, dog roses and red campions, so quiet and still that I could here the individual birds' songs and the rustle of tiny mammals scurrying through the greenery. Later in their lives, a number of my relatives sold off the bottom end of their gardens as building plots. You are so lucky to have one these traditional gardens still intact.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth - I am glad that this post rippled your memory. In that garden I have seen our children grow, seen a fox several times, a baby hedgehog in snow, a sparrowhawk, a squirrel, rooks, jackdaws, neighbours' cats, a swarm of bees, several snowmen, birthday parties, games of boules, Shirley hanging out the washing a million times, Ian practising his goalkeeping and of course the annual return of the swallows when I lie supine on the lawn and admire their aeronautical wizardry.
DeleteA lovely property you have, Yorky, My cabin is part of three acres...my landlords' home is up one end, and my little abode is about three-quarters down the land. They grow lots of vegetables of varied descriptions, for personal use and they sell them at the local Green Shed every Sunday when other local producers do similar. There are a lot of local vegetable growers here where I live...and there are many roadside stalls selling their goodies.
ReplyDeleteDo you grow some vegetables yourself Lee?
DeleteNow I, too, can see why you would stay rooted to your estate. (Just starting my catch-up)
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