Whilst visiting my aunt she gave me a little pot containing a cutting of lily of the valley from my great-grandmothers garden. She died in 1956 so I think it’s crazy that this plant is still around. It has come to me via Swindon and Worcester and I’m wondering how it is going to take in our little city garden. It was given to us at the weekend by my aunt, along with some geraniums destined to update my window boxes. I’m not naturally green fingered so I’m praying this little plant survives.

How can it be only tuesday? I am so tired as it’s really busy at work at the moment. This evening I finally re-potted my basil, coriander and rocket. They looked cute and healthy in my mini greenhouse, but tiny and helpless in their new seed tray home. I wonder if they’ll survive and grow or if I’ll have to pick them and eat them sooner. Not quite the intensive herb farming I was imagining, inspired by Raymond Blanc’s renowned Manoir aux Quatr’ Saisons.

I can’t believe another weekend is over. It’s gone far too quickly. Today we drove up to Crew’s Hill and visited numerous garden centres, recommended to us by our neighbour, Mary. We didn’t buy anything as we’re still deciding what we want decking, paving, lawn, whatever… We finally finished watching Lost season 2 which was a relief. Now just several episodes of 24 to watch… hopefully before we head off to the country next weekend. Just five days of work to get through first.