My garden in February

Things are still quiet in our garden. There’s glimpses of colour, some not from where you’d expect like the geranium pictured below. It’s spent its winter nestled under the tree and is clearly quite happy. Elsewhere the ornamental quince is adding a dash of orange, along with the orange flowers of the berberis. Both are, for some reason, shy in photos never showing their best side.

As always the euphorbias and hostas are the main stay of the garden right now, having taken over from the snowdrops and cyclamen. The hellebores are starting to make themselves known, though they’re at the far end of the garden. Our neighbour’s camellias (both sides of us) are flowering, and as usual ours is a little way behind.

leaves and a random geranium in flower
plenty of euphorbias and hostas glistening in the rain

During the month I was able to get out and take some photos, despite the rain. Though the rain always helps make things look a lot more lush, especially the hostas, who seem to be repaying that with flowers. And yes, I know these are more than likely ‘Elephants Ears’ rather than true hostas, but old habits and namings for our plants are hard to give up.

a flower on the hostas
snowdrops coping with the weather

These euphorbias have done well, not only have they arrived from the flowerbed a couple of metres away, they’ve also coped with the fence panel behind them being removed and then replaced during our neighbour’s building work. I’ve had several unsuccessful attempts at growing things here, including daffodils, mint and low covering ground plants, all of which tried for a bit but gave up in the narrow strip of poor soil. It seems the garden has taken things into its own hands, with the euphorbias marching on - these will be encouraged to continue their expedition along the length of the fence, as I like the way they soften the hard edge of the patio.

the euphorbias march on and these will be encouraged

Our willow screening, which was a little fragile anway, has been a casualty of the building work next door. We’ve ordered a new roll and that should be arriving during the week. This time we’ve gone for a much shorter version, as it doesn’t need to reach the ground - in fact it’s better that it doesn’t, the last one rotted from the ground up. Neither does it need to cover the trellis, previously we trimmed it to the size we wanted, which was unnecessary work. This time we’ve just ordered a 1.2m version and will hang it from the top of the fence (not the trellis) and it will go, where it goes to.

shy hellebores adding some dusky pink colour

The hellebores at the end of our garden are also starting to add some colour. I’d be keen to add some of these closer to the house too, so that we can enjoy them when the weather is really rum and going out into the garden doesn’t even cross our minds. Usually they self seed so I’ll hope to successfully move some into pots for planting on the patio.

bluebells are on the way

Throughout the garden there’s signs of life. From the clumps of bluebell leaves, to the strawberry runners. The one below was trying to root into concrete, unsuccessfully. So the extent of my gardening this year has been to stuff its roots under the sleepers, to give it half a chance. It’s from the plant that grows between two paving slabs, so I’m hoping it’s made of strong stuff. Just not strong enough stuff to get through the concrete, silly plant.

a strawberry plant with almost more roots than plant
the small christmas tree against the ivy

In the sleeper bed the small Christmas tree looks to have lost it’s growing tip - and seems to be flattening out. I’ll take a closer look when we spend some time in the garden, but I’m keen on this to keep growing a little more to help screen some of the noise from another neighbour’s kids when they’re playing. There’s nothing wrong with kids enjoying themselves of course, but these are quite screechy and if we’re sitting in that part of the garden (or in fact in our front room over 100 yards away) it would be good not to hear them quite so much. Mostly because it makes me jump, every single time.

They are also growing some bamboo alongside the fence which will help, but which is also planning its route into our garden as bamboo does. It looks pretty, on that side of the fence though.

next door's bamboo is planning to visit through the fence
part of next door's fence isn't looking so healthy

Another of our neighbour’s fences (yes another one, we have many garden boundaries) isn’t looking so good. Remember that over-enthusiastic pruning neighbour in the flat next door, well she’s moved out and there’s a new couple in there, and this is their fence. The previous tenant wouldn’t listen when we said the reason the ivy was covering this fence panel was because it was knackered, even the owner of the flat agreed this one wasn’t worth touching. When it’s less wet, I’ll climb into the fatsia and sort out as much as I can, but I’ve a feeling it may stay looking a bit bare for a while. An option might be to add some trellis over it, but I’ll know more once I’ve had a closer look. It may be we suggest they replace this panel, which was omitted from the big fence replacement programme a couple of years ago.

We also need to look at a fence panel on the other side of the garden with yet another neighbour - we share garden boundaries with five neighbours, and there’s another two who have flats in the house next door, but no garden boundaries at the back. I’ve no idea what happens to this fence panel, but it’s one we’ve replaced at least three times already, and it probably needs doing again. No other fence panel has been replaced so often, it’s very peculiar.

yay - daffodils

So while there’s been hardly any gardening this month, there’s plenty going on in the garden - not least the arrival of our first daffodil, which is something always to be celebrated. Let’s hope many more follow this one’s lead during March, then we’ll know that Spring really is on its way.

Reflecting on my week #119

Goodness, it’s been another weekend, another storm for the UK and while we are far from suffering as some around the country are the timing - for every weekend - is starting to wear a little thin now. I know that I am very fortunate not to be more severely affected, and that feeling a little miffed is nothing in the scheme of things, but even so.

Saturday I needed to pop to the shops, as normal, and I thought I’d timed my outing well. It seems not, just as I was ready to head out the door down came the rain, and along came the wind. The only positive was realising that the forsythia fence around the corner from us was doing its best to look cheery. And guess what, yes, as I got home the weather dramatically improved. Hmnnn. I’m not taking it personally.

a burst of yellow forsythia (almost) made up for the wind and rain

After marvelling last week at how light the evenings are, I left work again at a reasonable time and though I can’t claim to have made the most of the daylight it was good to catch up with friends at a leaving drink, and then on Friday at the opening night of the new Tatty Devine exhibition taking place in the University of Greenwich Galleries.

The founders, Harriet and Rosie, gave a talk about their story and explaining the exhibition, their creative drive and it was fascinating. They both seemed really nice people, and I’m always pleased to discover that the people behinds the brands you know are. If they aren’t, then it taints the brand for me. Tatty Devine is a brand I’d been aware of, and admired but somehow never really bought from before. Last weekend I decided that should change ahead of the exhibition and with the magic of online shopping, I was fully prepared and necklaced up for Friday evening.

The exhibition contains hundreds of items to celebrate their 20 years and it evoked so many memories of the past twenty years, that it made me wonder how I’d managed to not have anything of theirs, or perhaps I had and in a rare fit of minimalism discarded it. Though I find that quite unlikely, but who knows.

still life, the sketch and the tatty devine necklace in the exhibition at the university of greenwich

It was great to see their sketches and the resulting necklace - the one above is called ‘Still Life’ and while it’s not my thing seeing the thought process is absolutely fascinating. One of my memories that the exhibition prompted was my love for Silvine notebooks - I’d forgotten that my love of notebooks started at an early age. I know where I bought them from too. There was a shop in the high street of South Norwood where I grew up, and while the name of the shop escapes me, I could tell you the layout of the inside.

If I didn’t buy them there, then my other stationery haunt was near Grants in Croydon. Again I’m not sure if it was part of Grants or next door, but I remember you had to walk through a corridor at the back of the shop to get to the things I was interested in. I had the size notebook shown below, exercise books and the spiral bound ones too. Always with a red cover. I don’t have any now, and it’s unlikely that there’s any at mum and dads, and even if there are I dread to think what the contents would include.

The Silvine notebook in the exhibition prompted my own memories of the notebook range

You may be familiar with their lobster necklace, which Rosie was wearing on the night. She carried it off superbly, I think I’d have been fiddling with it - but what’s more, as she spoke it’s pincers moved and just completed the whole effect. My purchases were a little bit more low key, well definitely in size. The colourful parakeet was around my neck on Friday, and one of my colleagues returned from the exhibition to exclaim that “they had my thing (pointing) giant sized, hanging in the window” and he seemed impressed to know that people knew of the exhibition hosts. Technically though, I had their thing (or a smaller version) of it around my neck…

my own multi-coloured parakeet tatty devine necklace

We were hoping to do some gardening yesterday and the weather was probably ok for it. MOH has been missing a good long cycle (see comments about the weather above) and so took his chance to put that right. He arrived home annoyed with himself and a bit dazed, having fallen off after hitting a pothole less than half a mile from home. He has a few bumps and grazes, but is otherwise ok and grateful to the two pedestrians who stopped to help him up, check he was ok and gave him a sweet before he went on his way. I know he’s feeling the bumps as for the first time ever he’s actually following the advice of RICE (Rest - Ice - Compression - Elevation) and has done it every couple of hours. We’ve also been to the bike shop for a check over too, just in case, and everything’s fine there too.

Phew.

Let's talk Office Chairs

*This is a collaborative post with Apres Furniture Ltd

Bear with me. This post might not go exactly where you think.

I’ve realised that over the years I’ve spent a lot of time on office chairs but rarely given them any thought. They’re just there aren’t they? And if I asked you to describe an office chair, we’d all most likely have quite a similar description: high back, wheels, adjustable and a ‘functional’ and often dull colour. Was I right?

I am sure that someone thinks about office chairs in every organisation, some organisations more than others I suspect. I’ve worked in offices where new chairs were part of the refurbishment, where in the 80s chairs were colour coded (I kid you not). I can’t remember if it was red for supervisors, or blue, nor can I remember who could sit on the green ones, the enduring memory is the significance of the colour! I’ve also worked in offices where the chairs are, shall we say, past their best and offices where there’s a mixture of styles and it’s a bit like a cinderella test to get one that works for you.

But given that more of us have home offices, or at least a space to use when we work from home, then we too need to think about our ‘office’ chairs too. Even if our office is a desk in the corner of our living space or bedroom, the kitchen table or a home office. And I suspect for our home office spaces we’re looking for something more stylish than the office chairs of our imagination.

And really, comfort and practicality doesn’t have to come at the expense of style.

Photo by Simon Rae on Unsplash

Photo by Simon Rae on Unsplash

But here’s the thing, office chairs are no longer just the functional type we have in our mind’s eye.

They can be stylish too, and that means their use can be wider reaching too. Break the boundaries of your mind and think about these chairs as alternatives to dining chairs or for those that are more durable use in the garden. Or perhaps having some extra chairs because you host the most fabulous family gatherings and want a more cohesive look, then consider some of the designs of stacking chairs instead.

So next time you sit down on your office chair, at home and at work, really think about if your chair is delivering what it should be, and what you can do about it if it isn’t. I know I spend a lot of time in an office or in front of a pc, and really, everyone deserves something that’s more than just ‘functional’.

* This post is in collaboration with Apres Furniture Ltd.