Me ? Well it was my dad growing vegetables and watching the good life what's yours if you don't want to answer like Foster's I'm not bitter
My parents, my uncle and the lovely old man who lived next door to us when I was about five. He had the broadest Yorkshire accent you could imagine and I would go home in great spirits and announce to my mum that I'd "bin rahnd t' Mester Gregory's an' fergotton' to shut dooer on t'utch an t'rabbit ad gor aht int'ut gahden!".
Thanks bekkie hey pansyface love it ! That's great by eck lass it sounds like Sean bean
My mother was not amused
Know what you mean a girlfriend of mine thirty years a go I thought she was fab my mum was not amused !
..buying a house with a garden, which obviously needed tending.... Hessayon's little book on roses set me off...all of a sudden I just had to have 'Frensham'... 'Silver Jubilee'...'Chinatown'...'Just Joey'...and who knows how many more...
Just like Bekkie Hughes - my Mum and Dad - and we always had large gardens so I helped out. I wanted to help them garden and as Bekkie says it was a way of life and I love getting dirt under the fingernails (they are scrubbed clean before cooking).