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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!