What a surprise.
Sitting in the airport escaping the lashing rain and bitter cold of Spring, an email popped up. It was from the BBC; would I please contact them when I had a moment about filming the dye garden?
Nothing was growing. It was bare. It was freezing. “Everything is going to be late” I said. “Shall we speak again in late July or August?” Then came the drought. From May onwards we had sunshine and few showers. With bolting weld and wilting indigo, it was more like gardeners’ challenge.
But August arrived along with the odd shower and the garden responded, perked itself up and put on its best face for the brilliant crew – Alex, Clare, Shane and John who brought the story of the garden, and the old ways of using plants to colour cloth to life. I was honoured to be on the nations favorite gardening programme.