“Go West young man, go West. There is health in the country, and room away from our crowds of idlers and imbeciles.” – Josiah Bushell Grimmell
After being enthralled and inspired reading about 22 very different gardens in 4 counties, Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk and Cambridgeshire, it really is a case of “Go East”, a part of our country I rarely visit but am going to rectify.
The foreword is written by Beth Chatto who tells us she “…rarely had enough time to get out and visit other gardens, it is a pity since we can all learn from one another. Learning what to do is important, but learning what not to do is equally important.” How true that is!
Barbara Segall, a horticulturalist and garden writer visited each of the 22 gardens and has written about them so beautifully and enticingly it was a hard task to pick out just a few in this review, buying this book really is a must. The photographs taken by the late Marcus Harpur are a delight, he was a brilliant photographer who sadly died on the 6th August but not before he and Barbara were able to celebrate the arrival the first copies of the book in June.
The 22 gardens range from acres and acres of land to a very small town house garden – something for everyone. These are just four I have picked out, mainly because each one is so different in its own right.
Photograph taken by Marcus Harpur
Annie Turner and her husband The Hon. Nigel Turner have lived at Parsonage House since 1990. It is an English country garden with mixed borders and a small kitchen garden. There are 3 acres of garden and then another 3 acres of wild flowers and woodland. A quote from Annie Turner in the book is something we should all try and follow but, if you are like me, you rarely do: “..having the discipline not to do too much too soon has it rewards.”
Photographs by Marcus Harpur
Above is an illustration of one of the borders at Parsonage Farm and a selection of the flowers grown there.
Photograph by Marcus Harpur
Silverstone Farm is a very different garden. George Carter was inspired by 17th and early 18th century Dutch and English gardens. His garden is designed with hedges forming rooms, topiary and a fine array of structures around the garden as can be seen in the photograph above.
Photographed by Marcus Harpur
38 Norfolk Terrace is a tiny town house garden and goes to show that you don’t need a lot of space to create an enchanting garden. This garden is full of ideas for the use of space with raised beds, low growing shrubs and pots giving shape and height.
Photographed by Marcus Harpur
I have to declare a personal interest with Ulting Wick. Although it is a garden I am yet to visit, it has been on my ‘must-visit’ list for a while. The owner Philippa Burroughs and I follow each other on Twitter and over the last few years I have seen some inviting photographs of her charming garden. Now I have read more about the history it is a MUST visit garden.
Photographs by Marcus Harpur
The tulips at Ulting Wick are a sight to behold, and Philippa told Barbara Segall that no plan is made on paper!
This review really is just a taster of this captivating book and I really recommend it. Some of the other gardens featured are:
COLUMBINE HALL – A moated garden with a series of green rooms
HELMINGHAM HALL GARDENS – A gem of a garden hidden in its own moated island
KIRTLING TOWER – A field of daffodils for a Tudor gatehouse
RAVENINGHAM HALL – Exquisite planting in the RHS president’s private garden
ULTING WICK – Thousands of tulips against a backdrop of black wooden barns
WYKEN HALL – Vines and roses around an Elizabethan Manor House
Just to finish off, I include a further quote from Barbara Segall’s introduction – “It’s only walking in a garden…you can really appreciate the picture that has been created.”
Secret Gardens of East Anglia A Private Tour of 22 Gardens
By Barbara Segall Photography by Marcus Harpur
Published by Frances Lincoln on 7th September 2017
I regularly follow Parham Gardens and head gardener Tom Brown @HeadGardenerTom on Twitter, so when not visiting the garden I manage to keep abreast of what they are doing. Each year Parham runs plant trials, and they are well worth a visit as it is a great way of making a note of ideas for the next year. I have an annual membership with a friend which has just run out, however remembering my Gardeners World magazine 2 for 1 admission card, we went on Sunday, especially to see their recent trial beds.
This year is the first year I have grown gladioli and was very proud of how successful they were. It was because of this I was really interested in other colours and making a note of the varieties I particularly liked for 2018.
It was with a strange sense of satisfaction to see that one of their trial gladioli was Peche Melba, the same variety as the one I grew this year. Mine were slightly paler than the trial ones but I suppose colours do change slightly from supplier to supplier.
Opposite is another trial bed with dahlias. I have fallen in love with dahlias this year and they really do seem to be back in fashion. I have decided to have pale colours of creams, apricots and soft pinks in 2018, rather than the dark reds and purples I grew this year. Despite the information board, unlike the gladioli bed with their numbered flowerpots, in order to find the name of the dahlias we found ourselves on our hands and knees looking for the plant labels. There were several I made a note of:
PEARL OF HEEMSTEDE
The third trial bed is full of Zinnias, in an array of colours from the brightest of reds to lime green.
In keeping with my 2018 idea of a pink/peach palette I liked the above Zinnia but as there were so many of them I couldn't really work out from the blackboard board what this pink one was called.
The purple and silver borders where looking fabulous, I love this colour combination, it is so soft and gentle on the eye.
Tom, the head gardener, has some very clever planting ideas, including the agapanthus growing in the Ammi Visnaga – I think it's Visnaga and not Majus – it was most effective anyway and another idea to take away with me.
The hot border was full of oranges and yellows, always a sight to behold.
Now, with apologies to Tom, I am going to be controversial here, regarding deadheading. My friend, a gardener by profession, and I had a bit of a heated discussion when we arrived at the long white border, full of Cosmos amongst other things. Personally I admit to having an obsession about deadheading and was disturbed to see so many Cosmos in need of deadheading and my fingers were just itching to get in there. He was saying that with a large garden such as Parham other things sometimes take priority and my argument was that at least one of the gardeners, or volunteers, must pass this border every day and if they stopped just for 5-10 minutes to daily deadhead, the job would be done without it building up and ending up looking uncared for. I don't know what others think – my friend walked off muttering something along the lines of "I'm glad I don't have to work for you"!!!
Although a regular visitor I often come across things I have not noticed before, either they are new or there is so much to look at I just hadn't seen them. I loved the curved flower beds placed along a low wall. Such simple planting which anyone with the smallest plot could copy which is a joy to see in a large garden with big borders bursting with plants. The pale pink zinnia and purple statice were a great combination.
I can't end a post about Parham without a mention of the glasshouse. Always full of interesting plants, and this delicate blue climber caught our eye. We hunted for a label but it was growing in amongst other plants we couldn't find out where the stem was so we're unable track down its name. However after tweeting a photo Tom Brown kindly came back with the answer – Plumbago 'cobalt blue'. Twitter is wonderful for gardening info and ideas.
During 2017 Parham is open in the afternoons (12:00 to 17:00) until the end of September on Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Sundays & Bank Holidays. In October they are open on Sundays only. Please note that days and times may vary on special event days and so please always check the website before your visit.
On the way home from the garden holiday in the Peak District, (see earlier post), we passed The National Memorial Arboretum near Lichfield, Staffordshire and called in for a quick visit. What an inspiring and emotive place! We only had just over an hour and it really is worth more than a quick visit; a full day would have done it justice.
Opened in May 2001, the 150 acre site has over 30,000 trees, almost every tree has a dedication plaque, and 300 memorials recognizing service and sacrifice. We mistakenly thought that it was solely war memorials, how wrong could we be. There are memorials to the armed forces, civilian organizations and voluntary bodies who have served the country.
The recently opened Remembrance Centre has 3 galleries, a restaurant, cafe and shop. As much as I have searched I can't find out who designed the gardens outside but they are planted in the prairie style and are quite impressive.
The majority of memorials have their own dedicated gardens, and the ones we saw had wreaths and little wooden crosses on them. The day before, 31 July, had been a commemoration of the Battle of Passchendaele and I think a number of events had been held but clearly crosses and wreaths are left throughout the year by family, friends and colleagues.
If I had been more aware, I would have bought one of the small crosses on sale in the entrance, because the next memorial we came across was to the Auxiliary Territorial Service. The ATS was the women's branch of the British Army during the Second World War. It was formed on 9 September 1938, initially as a women's voluntary service, and existed until 1 February 1949, when it was merged into the Women's Royal Army Corps. My mum, who died in June this year, was a member of the ATS and I have photos of her in her uniform, seeing this statue really bought a lump to my throat and I had a few tears.
The next monument was to the Woman's Land Army. I loved this and stood in front of it for quite a while, thinking about all those hard working women. The sculpture by Denise Dutton and unveiled in May 2014.
The emotional, tearful, walk around the Arboretum was not intentional. However, the next onslaught of emotion was the Royal Artillery memorial garden dedicated to all those who have served in the Royal Artillery. My Dad, who sadly at 93 has advanced Alzheimer's, was a long term serving officer in the RA and he would have loved to have seen this.
Although the Arboretum is mainly to commemorate service men since 1945, there are some for the First World War. Above is the memorial for all those who lost their lives in Gallipoli, Italy, between 1915 and 1916.
Coming right up to date, the photo above is the SANDS Garden in remembrance of Stillbirth and Neonatal Deaths.
In the middle of the grounds is the spectacular Armed Forces Memorial, dedicated in October 2007. Made out of Portland Stone, the memorial is a tribute to over 16,000 men and women who have been killed on duty or as a result of terrorist action since 1948 to the present day. It is designed so that at 11:00 am on the 11th of November each year a shaft of sunlight beams between the two walls on to the wreath in the middle.
The life sized bronze statues were created by Ian Rank-Broadley. This one is a Serviceman raised aloft on a stretcher by comrades as family members look on. The information about this statue says: "It bears witness to the cost of armed conflict to those left behind – the families, loved ones and friends who live with the pain and consequence of their loss for the rest of their lives."
This one is the body of a warrior being prepared for burial by female and Gurkha soldiers. The figure before the double doors points to a world beyond where the warrior will rest as another figure chisels the name on the memorial.
During the Falklands war, I received an early morning phone call from my father in May 1982 to tell me that the son of close family friends had been shot and would not be returning home. As I looked on the memorial I found his name J A Barry – he was only 24.
There was so much to see, as I said earlier we only had an hour or two, but will certainly return. Not for morbid reasons, it isn't like walking around a graveyard, but to stand, recollect and pay tribute to lost lives. The whole place has a sense of serenity about it. There is so much to look at and in the new centre there are various exhibitions such as Victory over Blindness, an exhibition inspired by the Blind Veterans UK. Also there are audio guides you can take with you recounting snippets of history.
The National Memorial Arboretum is open daily, except Christmas Day, from 9am to 5pm and dusk in the winter months. It's an excellent day out and children would love it, there is lots for them to do and history learn.
The 28th July was my birthday (66 – eeek!!) and my first Saga Holiday. A Garden Restoration Story is a Saga solo holiday and I thought not only would be an interesting short break it was an opportunity to try out going on holiday by myself. As the time drew near I panicked and asked a friend to come with me. I know now that I would have been fine alone and will certainly go on another solo holiday. There were 21 of us, with a wide range of ages. Saga advertise holidays for the over 50’s but I suspect that the majority of the party were in their 70’s and a few over that, all were lovely people, who I got on well with. The first stop at all gardens were the loos, followed by coffee – just right by me!
We were based just outside Derby in the Peak District, and the gardens were about a hour’s coach ride. We visited 6 gardens, 2 a day, all very different but interesting in their own right. The trip was made all the better with an excellent horticultural host, Sue Minter, who has been the supervisor of the Palm House at Kew, curator of the Chelsea Physic Garden and horticultural director of the Eden Project and she gave us interesting evening talks before dinner.
This is a Georgian Botanical Garden, opened in 1836. Joseph Paxton of Chatsworth fame and Robert Marnock, a leading 19th century landscape gardener were involved in its creation. In the late 1990’s the Friends of the Botanical Gardens applied to the Heritage Lottery Fund to restore the gardens to their 19th century condition and the gardens were officially opened in June 2007. The modern touch is the prairie garden trialled by Nigel Dunnett and James Hitchmough prior to their “Fields of Gold” planting in the London Olympic Park in 2012.
I have to admit I was expecting a garden similar to that of Oxford Botanical Garden, but the fact that it is dependant on volunteers, as opposed to students studying horticulture at Oxford, it was clear it needed some tlc, especially the prairie garden which was completely taken over by the most enormous yellow prairie daisies, standing at least 7′ foot high.
This is a jewel of a garden, I could have stayed here all day. Renishaw has been in the Sitwell family for 400 years. The Italianate gardens were laid out in the late 19th century by Sir George Sitwell. It is tranquil with distinct areas with formal clipped high hedges. Beautifully cared for, even down to the pristine, sharp border edges it was obvious this is a well maintained garden.
The wide lawn is edged on both sides, with new borders full of romantic, ethereal pink, blue and white planting by award winning designer Arne Maynard.
Garden designer Lee Bestall has brought back to Renishaw Hall the ‘Experience Peak District & Derbyshire Garden’ silver-gilt medal winning garden at this year’s RHS Chatsworth show.
Well, what can I say!! Trentham is a 300 acre public park with an adventure playground, fairy trail, monkey forest and garden centre, to make it even worse it is entered via a shopping outlet along the lines of Bicester Village. Once in the garden, the remains of the house at Trentham are still to be seen, most of it was demolished in 1911. Trentham had a formal garden attributed to Charles Bridgeman, then Capability Brown designed the landscape between 1759-1780 and this is the parkland backdrop. In 1833 Charles Barry, a Victorian architect, created a formal Italian garden. In 1996 Trentham was bought by an investor who wanted to regenerate and restore the gardens. In Trentham’s favour and worth a visit is the major restoration including the Italian Garden planted by Tom Stuart-Smith and a wonderful prairie garden of two 120 metre long borders designed by Piet Oudolf. There is also an annual and perennial meadow scheme designed by Nigel Dunnett, who had a hand in Sheffield Botanical Garden.
Kedlestone is a National Trust property, the only one on our visit. There is no garden, just a 18th century landscape created by Robert Adam an important Victorian architect. Adam also built Kedlestone Hall. This is another garden where a Charles Bridgeman garden was swept away in favour of landscaping. In 1920 there was a Gertrude Jekyll/Lutyens garden. The restoration aspect of this garden is that when the National Trust acquired the property (the Curzon family still live in part of the house) they removed the Jekyll garden, reverting back to the Robert Adam landscape. Visiting Kedlestone, after Trentham was like a cleansing of the palette!
Opened in 1871 this is a Victorian garden designed by Joseph Paxton. I knew it about 40 years ago as The Winter Garden, but it is now called the Pavilion Gardens. It was restored in 2004 after a 7 year restoration project, supported by the Heritage Lottery Fund. It consists of 23 acres of grounds and a botanical conservatory. There is not a lot to look at, but it made for a pleasant visit.
Haddon Hall is a medieval manor house, which lay empty for 200 years and the restoration project began in 1920. Haddon Hall is used a lot in films, including ‘Jane Eyre’, ‘Pride and Prejudice’, The Other Boleyn Girl’ and historical ‘going back in time’ TV programs. When visiting the garden I really recommend going into the house, the old stone kitchen is very evocative. This is another garden which Arne Maynard has designed, replanting the Fountain Terrace. There is a Dyeing Border with plants that would have been used to dye silks for the tapestries. In 2012 an Elizabethan Knot Garden was made using germander, lavender and rosemary. We were all a little disappointed with the upkeep of the garden especially having seen so many wonderful photographs. The roses were almost over and were in need of dead heading, and the flowerbeds needed a good tidy up looking as though they had been left a little too long. As we looked over a wall on to another part of the garden closed to the public, we saw a well manicured lawn and flowerbeds, a marked contrast to the other part of the garden.
So that was my 6 gardens in 3 days holiday which I thoroughly enjoyed and I have come away wanting to know more about the history of gardens.
My mum, Joan Mary Elizabeth, was born on the 12th April 1919 in Liverpool, the eldest daughter of Ernest and Alys Eckes.
The above photo of Mum was taken by Edward Chambre Hardman, when mum was 10 years old. Hardman was a renowned photographer who lived in Rodney Street, Liverpool which is now owned by the National Trust. Much to my excitement I found this several years ago when running a family search through the Liverpool archives.
Life with mum was not always easy, when Theresa May said she was a “bloody difficult woman” she hadn’t met my mum! We had our ups and downs believe me, she could be stubborn and unbending. She was adamant to stay in her own home when it was obvious she was not managing, so when she went into hospital just after Christmas 2008 with pneumonia it was time to persuade her that a nursing home was the better place for her to be. With some gentle cajoling – we told her to look upon it as a 2 week recuperation – she moved into Caer Gwent Nursing Home, Worthing on 4 January 2009 at the age of 89. We had been told to expect her to live another 6-12 months and it was important she was somewhere nice. After 2 weeks she decided she loved the company and the food and asked to stay.
Eight years later following a 10 day fight to stay alive, mum finally gave in and passed away on Sunday the 4th June 2017 at 08.00a.m.
With an excellent diet of good food, the most wonderful caring staff and daily activities mum thrived. She became a happy, contented lady, developing a wonderful sense of humour I never saw as a child. Brushing away all our past difficulties, we built an exceptionally happy mother/daughter relationship and I spent a lot of time with her. Mum still kept her feistiness and was known to dig her heels in on occasions refusing to do things, but was always charming and mortified if she knew that she had upset any of the staff, apologizing profusely. Something elderly women suffer from is a ‘hairy chin’ she would only let the male staff shave her, saying only they knew what they were doing! Singing the “Sun has got his hat on” with her was another ruse to get things done.
The nursing home is just around the corner from me and when mum was mobile enough for a wheelchair, we would go down to Worthing seafront and people watch, mum’s favourite pastime and eat ice cream, her favourite food. She loved shopping, especially at Christmas when we negotiated the aisles with a basket on her lap, and she tried to buy everything! Singers are regular visitors to the nursing home and mum would sit there conducting the music, which always made everyone smile. Even in her late 90’s she enjoyed Elvis!
Mum loved gardening, and no matter where we lived and the soil conditions, she always managed to grow sweet peas. I have grown them in my garden for her ever since she moved down here. She loved sitting in my garden just looking at all the flowers and would look up and say “Look at the sky Ron, it’s so blue”. Mum never got over how blue the sky was! I have ordered a double ended spray of sweet peas to go on the top of her coffin, a wicker one, and it will have a garland threaded around the edge with sweet peas. I sat with mum on Sunday morning, holding her hand, talking about gardens and flowers, I hope she left us with lovely thoughts.
Her greatest love was her two granddaughters, her great grandson, Jamie, and great granddaughter, Scarlett. You can see how proud she was of them from the above photo. On days when she was being unco-operative the carers would talk to her about Jamie and Scarlett which always worked a treat.
Like most elderly people she was wise and always had the right comforting words when needed by us.
There are certain phrases I will always associate with mum – if she didn’t hear or understand what you said to her, she would lean forward and with a frown ask “a whichy-what?” and “Yum yum” when talking about food. Two days before she died, mum was very frail and weak, but when we talked about the upcoming Strawberry Tea to he held at the nursing home, she whispered “yum yum” at the mention of strawberries. My cousin Katie said a short prayer at her bedside, and halfway through the Hail Mary, mum piped up “chocolate biscuits!” we fell about laughing and will always hear this now when saying that prayer.
Although Mum’s death was expected and I visited her and sat with her every day for her last 10 days, joined by my cousin Katie on the last few days, her death when it came was still heartbreaking and I will miss her dreadfully. Even this afternoon when working in the garden, I looked at my watch to see if it was a good time to visit her. I suppose that will take time to fade.
I know it is not for everyone, and until now the mere thought of it filled me with horror, but I visited mum yesterday at the funeral parlour and sat with her for a while. She actually looked healthier than she had done for the past few months and had lost that awful yellow pallor and the dark purple around her sunken eyes. I had been warned sometimes undertakers overdo the makeup but they got it just right. Being with her yesterday has helped me understand that she has left us and it’s time to stop feeling so desperately sad.
I hope there is an after life and she is somewhere happy watching people and eating ice cream, saying “yum yum”.