I began gardening as a small child following my gardener mother around our patch, picking up skills. Now in my eighties I am still planning and planting. Today I have a clematis montana and some perennials to plant out and am in the middle of redesigning a bed. I only work for short periods, arthritic hands and back pain do not make these tasks enjoyable anymore so why do I carry on? As soon as spring I have to be out and getting the smell of spring and dirt on my hands.
Very strange encounter with AI
Hundreds of illegal migrants to be put in existing military barracks
