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The mailbox at Gardeners' World magazine is brimming with letters and emails from gardeners who have been victims of theft. From these letters alone, it would seem that thefts from gardens and allotments are becoming more widespread, while

greenhouse in Manchester in the hot summer of 2006. They did rather well. This time I'm in London and we’ve had pretty good weather, but I don’t have a greenhouse and my garden only gets sun for two hours a day.My grafted plants 'won' the contest about four

Following my recent blog Top 10 plants for a dream garden, I’m expanding the wishlist to include fruit and veg. I think it’s good to have a goal, no matter how distant it may seem.I like to think that if I have a decent-sized garden, with room for a

of apple trees, a greenhouse (that sadly got stolen), a wonderful bright yellow tub trug, an orange tree, and an incredibly sharp gardening knife. But I've also received some horrors, one of which was so bad I took it back to the shop and exchanged

Oh snow, where were you in London on Christmas day? Why are you here now, hampering our efforts to burn off mince pies through brisk gardening? There's nothing I can do in my garden, except ponder when the compost heap will start breaking down again

by The Eden Project Places of Change Garden. It was full of recycled materials, such as washing machine parts and scrap wood, and there was even a greenhouse made entirely of used plastic bottles. I'm not sure I'd want them all in my garden though, especially

to choose plants that require full sun.So, if I can choose a garden with more space, good soil, a decent amount of sun and maybe even a greenhouse, what will I grow?First, I’ll be able to consider plants that fail to grow in my current garden

with such jewels of summer.These unseasonal blooms were likely grown in far flung places such as Africa or South America and flown over to the UK. Those with fewer 'flower miles' will have been raised in giant heated greenhouses closer to home. Cut flowers are big

My first job when I moved into my flat last August was to remove the paving stones in the back yard. Now, after five months of having a building site for a garden, I have bought myself some Christmas topsoil, and I'm itching to get seed sowing

It's that time of year again when sitting on the sofa with a cup of tea and a seed catalogue is much more inviting than going outside and cleaning the greenhouse, raking up leaves or - as I found last Sunday - removing diseased, mummified plums from