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Hello,  I am looking for any advice on filling in a large sunken area of my garden. Whenever there is a lot of rain the area fills with water, at the worst it was upto 2.5 ft deep. The soil is very heavy with lots of clay. The area is dry

My husband and I have moved to a house with a very large garden. We've spent a couple of years sorting the house out, now we need to sort out the very overgrown garden. It's big, next to the sea, and mostly steeply sloping. At the back there is lawn

able to find a replacement deck in Austria but wanted well in excess of £1400 (exc. VAT), which I found somewhat ludicrous. It's very frustrating, but it looks as though the mower and accessories are now next to useless as a consequence. I have a garden

Next year I need to begin redesigning the garden at my retirement home, which I moved into 4 months ago. We are at around 1000 ft in the North Pennines. It is boggy in heavy rain, with a stream at the bottom of a dip,  At the moment there is a row

When visiting large gardens during spring, I always admire the drifts of dwarf flowering bulbs growing up through wide expanses of grass. Catch them when flowers are at their best and they look magnificent. They could be snowdrops or crocus, dainty

I have a woodlouse nursery in my garden, beneath a large terracotta saucer which I use as a wildlife drinking water container/bird bath.When I lift the saucer to clean it, I am always delighted to see woodlice of varying sizes scurrying away to hide.

Last winter, when I went to great trouble to feed the birds in my garden, my offerings were largely ignored. This winter, I'm trying again, leaving seeds, chopped apples and suet pellets for ground-feeding birds such as robins, blackbirds

My 2010 garden tally of butterfly species is now up to six. We've had single visits from large white, comma, peacock and small tortoiseshell. They obviously didn't find much of interest in my garden, so dipped down, bustled about one circuit

in East Dulwich. But no, it was a grey squirrel. It was singing.Sitting in the crook of the large, rather gangly, elder tree in a neighbour's garden, the squirrel was staring into space, bleating out its miieeeoorrrl, call over and over again. I’ve never

I seem to have created the perfect habitat for my frogs. It's not a large garden, marsh or meadow, but a tatty grow bag from last year, screened by willow edging and topped with dead foliage. It's an absolute eyesore and I hate it, but to my frogs