Before the COVID-19 pandemic, my gardening contribution mainly consisted of planting up a few hanging baskets once a year and drinking wine while I watched the other half take care of everything else. In our little garden we’ve got a patio, a few shrubs here and there and a patch of grass that is reasonablyContinue reading “Trowel and Error: How Coronavirus Changed our Gardens”
What has the BF chosen? What do I get to watch whilst I’m eating the dinner that I have lovingly prepared? Fucking Monty Don. It’s 8 o’clock at night and I get to watch another bloody gardening programme starring fucking Monty Don. I almost choked on my gin.