1. I have planted up the Boody Garden trough this week. In the dialect of 19th century Northumberland, ‘boody’ referred to broken china. I discovered this at Tate Britain a few years ago when we went to the exhibition of folk art. Now I have a name for my little garden where my favourite broken pottery is saved. There is a beautiful old serving plate, part of a coffee cup which was the last of a set given to my Mum on her retirement from teaching deaf children at Roskear School in Camborne, a piece of terracotta from a much loved and used bread crock, handles from a beautiful piece of Jane Hamlyn pottery and a fine china beaker that I sadly broke recently. Mum’s lovely owl tea-pot has found a home here too. The two big pieces are a pot from Jane Hamlyn which I balance against the Cornish hedge as if the ferns are growing out of them. I just love it, my ‘boody’ garden!
6. Working in the garden – not really garden related but it is what we have been working on all day in the garden in the sunshine. Yesterday I bought a Victorian window with red and blue glass and we have been carefully cutting away the putty so that I can use the glass for my other passion, working with stained glass.
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