When it comes to garden plans, I’m beginning to realise that they need the same level of commitment in terms of time, planning and money as the inside of our home. Of course, much like you can buy a couple of cushions to spruce up an old sofa, you can simply purchase a new pot or two to make a patio look prettier.
After spending a small fortune on all of the weird and wonderful costs associated with moving house and then buying a million and seventeen tester pots only to paint the living room white, a far flung family holiday is just not on the cards for us this year.
Having lived the majority of my adult life in a city centre apartment with a small balcony and then in a new build house with only a marginally bigger outdoor space, it’s safe to say that my gardening skills are somewhat lacking. Beyond the daffodil (mainly because I’m Welsh), even naming flowers is a stretch for me. Pretty? Yes. Identifiable? Hmm, not really.
Then back in February, we moved.