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The chilly weather wreaks devastation on the writer’s roof terrace

Gardening can be really dangerous. And it doesn’t help if you’re, hmm, accident-prone

Nude saunas, deep breathing lessons, detox wraps...Three writers find different ways to relax

It’s not the glamorous side of gardening, but must be done. I have my wheelbarrow and spade and I’m ready to shift a load

From battered hat to muddy shoes, you have to look the part

Trust me, I definitely know what I'm doing

The true delight of gardening is found in fine detail

So many Greek idylls, so little time – what happens if you turn to artificial intelligence and a little bit of luck?

It’s been a summer of great abundance, on almost everyone’s allotment except mine

It’s damson-scrumping season, which calls for stealth, subterfuge and the utmost secrecy

Go on holiday? And leave my chaotic, needy plants to fend for themselves? It’s an impossible choice

Not even the most dedicated stand-in carer could understand my plants’ delicate needs

Since when were secateurs ‘a bladed weapon in a public space’?

The allotments are drowning in fruit right now, and I will take every apple offered

The literary life can be highly demanding, but the allure of a mystery garden proves an easy distraction

When it rains in Ireland, it really pours, but our columnist had important work to do…

Roses encompassed everything off-putting about gardening. But then an upsetting thing happened… I began to care

I found empty baskets, downed secateurs, and not another living soul

Birds had always been something of a mixed blessing for the writer, until a visit to Australia changed her mind