Meet my garden. I like to call it my tropical cottage garden – there are lots of succulents, cacti, ferns, palms, gardenias and jasmine – but in a carefully structured layered way that looks really haphazard, just like a pretty cottage garden.
It’s my Big Four Oh My Gods this year and clearly I am heading into the middle ages. I now wear multifocals and happily spend hours pottering around in my garden. I catch myself saying things my mother used to say – you know, those things you swore you’d never say when you were old? However, I’m still a punk garage grunge rock chick at heart – I will never voluntarily listen to the Eagles or Buble! Although I love the King and know the words to nearly every 60s pop song. It’s a gift!