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The confessions of a garden designer:

Lesley and I are hooked on opium ………

……..poppies in our borders.

Drugged and insensate for much of the time, we occasionally manage to stagger from:



But what’s really blowing our minds at the moment is:

Where did they get this stuff?

We also quite like them when they look like this:

Well, we would, wouldn’t we?

No we didn’t mean that!

Purely for their structural verticality, of course!

Joking (which of course one shouldn’t) aside, they are always¬†well worth growing. You never know quite what sort of dream you’re going to have.

But they are always worth a trip!