I sometimes dream of finding an undiscovered room in my house, or better still, an entire dusty, unused wing, but, to date, this is the only time it happened for real. Follow the Fishes progress of building a new garden their disagreements over what should be included and where to put things really adds to the human interest. Fish negotiate the terrain of their garden, by turns separately and together, often with humorous collisions. Very enjoyable read of an English couple creating a garden in a forsaken plot of land, in 1940s England. I had to pull out my phone so many times to Google them to get an idea of how they looked; a visual glossary of some sort would be a nice addition.

I often wonder why some zealous gardening relation did not slay me with fork and spade in my unenlightened years. We Made a Garden is the story of how Margery Fish, the leading gardener of the 1960s, and her husband Walter transformed an acre of wilderness into a stunning cottage garden, still open to the public at East Lambrook Manor, Somerset, England.That house holds so many memories and Sunday trips and pub lunches with you and Andrew are way up there. Every weekend, when my sisters were navvying to make a garden round the little house we built, I sailed off on my bicycle to play golf.

This book charmed me by the cover and hypnotized me with old-fashioned language, both British and Latin. Barnsley, with its lively pink flowers gave us several gorgeous years of flowers from spring through November, but finally gave up. Dust Jackets are not guaranteed and when still present, they will have various degrees of tear and damage. I started reading this book with the idea of garnering inspiration as I begin planning this year's garden.In this way, Margery Fish describes how her husband corrected her method of staking plants by mutilating her flowers, tying ropes around their stems so tightly "that they looked throttled" (31). Over the next few weeks, I levered up every brick from the non-cemented floor and carried them up the stairs, through the kitchen and all the way out to the back garden. Slightly Foxed brings back forgotten voices through its Slightly Foxed and Plain Foxed Editions, a series of beautifully produced little pocket hardback reissues of classic memoirs, all of them absorbing and highly individual. When I went back to work full time and then with my mother's illness, the garden was mostly neglected.

They seem to have spent a lot of time building drystone walls, terraces and courtyards all over the garden, which sadly (perhaps) is not an option for most of us, and therefore not so interesting. She is writing this book after his death and can barely repress her delight at finally being able to plant certain things he had always forbidden her. Seller has stated it will dispatch the item within 1 working day upon receipt of cleared payment - opens in a new window or tab . This might have been first published in the fifties but the fact its still available is testimony to how good it is.But I didn't but it for that, I bought it because it's a beautiful, beautiful book and because I wanted inspiration for my allotment.