I'm feeling even more curmudgeonly today. The foxes have stolen my gloves (they were nicely worn in and comfortable) and chewed up my kneeling mat I know it's my fault for leaving them out but that doesn't help.
I'm feeling even more curmudgeonly today. The foxes have stolen my gloves
So? Plenty of gardens have foxgloves. Get over it.
*snort*
What is this "I live in a terraced house and I want total privacy in my garden without shading my patio" thing? I though it was part and parcel of the whole living in a town deal. You share the space with your neighbours. Does nobody ever speak to their neighbours anymore? What is it everyone does in their gardens now that they don't want anyone to see? Fair enough if you have a creepy, testicle waving neighbour, but I've lived a while and have to say I've not met many of those
Gardening on the edge of Exmoor, in Devon
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
Oh @raisingirl I agree so much ... it's never occurred to me that I could expect privacy in a garden ... when we were growing up on a farm the children in the row of houses across the meadow could see our every move and know when we were up so they could come and play on the meadow.
It's also never occurred to me that my outdoor activities were so interesting that my neighbours would spend their precious time staring out of the windows at me. Listening with a stethoscope against the other side of our bedroom wall maybe ... but garden activities ... never
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Oh @raisingirl I agree so much ... it's never occurred to me that I could expect privacy in a garden ... when we were growing up on a farm the children in the row of houses across the meadow could see our every move and know when we were up so they could come and play on the meadow.
It's also never occurred to me that my outdoor activities were so interesting that my neighbours would spend their precious time staring out of the windows at me. Listening with a stethoscope against the other side of our bedroom wall maybe ... but garden activities ... never
My detached house, and my neighbours' very similar houses, are rather annoyingly built with the bedroom windows on the sides. This means we can look into each other's gardens, but not our own.
I recently visited a friend's garden where she proudly took me upstairs to see the beautiful Virginia creeper all over her garage roof. I came home determined to do the same, until I realised I've never seen my own garage roof, and I would have to climb a ladder to admire it.
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The foxes have stolen my gloves (they were nicely worn in and comfortable) and chewed up my kneeling mat
I know it's my fault for leaving them out but that doesn't help.
What is this "I live in a terraced house and I want total privacy in my garden without shading my patio" thing? I though it was part and parcel of the whole living in a town deal. You share the space with your neighbours. Does nobody ever speak to their neighbours anymore? What is it everyone does in their gardens now that they don't want anyone to see? Fair enough if you have a creepy, testicle waving neighbour, but I've lived a while and have to say I've not met many of those
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
It's also never occurred to me that my outdoor activities were so interesting that my neighbours would spend their precious time staring out of the windows at me. Listening with a stethoscope against the other side of our bedroom wall maybe ... but garden activities ... never
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Maybe it's because it's the real 'unfiltered' stuff that hasn't been carefully edited for public consumption on Instagram.
Me? I don't give two hoots who sees me giving a swift kick and a few choice words to the mower when it's playing up 😄😉.