So, it has been a seriously stormy week in Devon. In fact, last Friday the wind records reached the highest in 5 years. How do we know this? Because this happened:
We woke up one morning and our 80ft, 6ft high boundary wall had fallen flat overnight, taking a beautiful mature Lilac with it. Luckily we had planned but not yet planted the bed behind the wall, so £300 of plants were saved, as was my precious greenhouse. Phew.
So, we have a rather ‘open-plan’ garden at the moment. Our ‘London brains’ are rather twitchy to the idea that anyone could stroll in but so far everyone, including the local vicar, has simply stopped and offered their help/advice/condolences. It’ll mean the chickens have to wait another few weeks (there’s free range and free range) but we’re hoping to use the same beautifully weathered red bricks and have the wall back up (with extra supports!) next week.
