My granddad was a fantastic gardener. Grew practically everything in his huge garden and I could generally be found helping myself to peas when they were season! He then let me have a little plot in the veg patch for growing flowers which I adored.
I moved into my partners house 2 years ago and it's the first time I've had a garden of my own and I've transformed it from being totally overgrown with weeds to being full of beautiful blooms. I'm sure granddad would really chuffed with what I've achieved
Visiting one of my aunts & uncles (can't remember which ones) who grew veg. We lived in a Victorian terrace at the time with no garden to speak of, so it was a magical experience for a 4-5 year old. All I can remember is scoffing peas picked from what seemed like endless, hugely tall rows of greenery!
A trowel in the hand is worth a thousand lost under a bush.
What lovely stories and memories. MyDad gardened but it was practical veg and as lovely as he was he never involved me. I had an Aunt who lived close by and she had a garden with beds and borders, she had no children of her own and loved me pottering with her. She helped me grow an apple from a pip. A couple of years later it was transplanted into Dads garden, it never produced apples but over the years my various pets had their burial underneath. When I think of Aunt Bell it's the smell of catmint and Artemisia! She wore Sweetpea perfume bought at Woolworth's. I too made rose perfume now I make comfrey perfume don't know which one smelt worse haha.
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There was a man on our street who grew beautiful roses. It must have broken his heart every year when we gathered all his petals to make rose perfume.
Doris that's really lovely, having your own plot. What a great Dad.
I don't have kids either. I can't say I ever see kids playing out anymore.
My granddad was a fantastic gardener. Grew practically everything in his huge garden and I could generally be found helping myself to peas when they were season! He then let me have a little plot in the veg patch for growing flowers which I adored.
I moved into my partners house 2 years ago and it's the first time I've had a garden of my own and I've transformed it from being totally overgrown with weeds to being full of beautiful blooms. I'm sure granddad would really chuffed with what I've achieved
Visiting one of my aunts & uncles (can't remember which ones) who grew veg. We lived in a Victorian terrace at the time with no garden to speak of, so it was a magical experience for a 4-5 year old. All I can remember is scoffing peas picked from what seemed like endless, hugely tall rows of greenery!