The Frustrated Gardener

Beautiful, vibrant gardens both thrill and depress me. I am horticulturally challenged, and I suspect the condition is terminal. I kill my pots of mint and parsley with consummate ease. My children grew up flattening my azalea shrubs playing cricket, and each time my parents visited they felt obliged to try to ‘rescue’ my garden. I purchased an expensive […]

Spin a Fine Yarn

This knotty tale unravelled one day in 1999 in Tasmania, Australia’s southern island. Here is an extract from a newspaper article I wrote about my parents’ experience. Expo, symposium: call it what you like. In amongst people of like mind you are offered the chance to re-create yourself, to find a new you. But not usually this way. […]