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at Christmas when relatives out-stay their welcome. But as a gardener my shed is entirely functional... no stove, no bookshelf, no biscuits, just the tools of the trade.One of the previous owners of my house was an Italian family, and Gino, the father

I don't believe it. I am incandescent with spluttering indignation. For the first time ever a molehill has appeared on my lawn.We've lived here for about 15 years. Before that the garden was a concrete farmyard, so this particular mole

As seed catalogues drop through my letterbox as predictably as falling autumn leaves, I face a dilemma. Each one is a veritable candy store, packed with sweets and treats to savour. I know what I like, and which varieties have performed well for me

the weather forecast to see what's in store for later in the week, but with Wimbledon in full swing surely we can expect rain!But if rain doesn't arrive it really is done to the gardener to make up for the shortfall. A friend of mine took on an allotment

, leading to flooding. If every building had a green roof - be it an office block or garden bin store - much of this water would be absorbed before it even hit the ground.My shed has a tiny, steep roof, so we needed to make sure any soil that was added