Tag Archives: Putting Down Roots

waking up

Posted on August 13, 2012 by jonathan trustram

it’s no use having a blog that you only write every two months is it because  who’s going to keep looking to see if there’s anything new? Oh well, soon I’ll retire, I might even abandon the bloody garden to … Continue reading →

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On urinating

Posted on June 4, 2012 by jonathan trustram

The first sign that something is afoot comes as I approach Blackfriars Bridge on friday afternoon on the way home from work and see a regiment of portaloos. When Gerry told me about the crowds for Chelsea’s triumphant parade he … Continue reading →

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this is a patch of the dry garden at St John’s churchyard, Waterloo (by the IMAX cinema), a mixture of chance and design, a happy moment in a season of confusion.

Posted on May 21, 2012 by jonathan trustram | Leave a comment

a rash of nettles

Posted on April 22, 2012 by jonathan trustram

Nettles for sale at Stoke Newington farmers’ market, £1.60 for 100 grams! With a sign saying ‘they sting!’ I blame that Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall and his article in the Observer colour magazine recently (which I came across inadvertently of course, I … Continue reading →

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notes on plants, ideas for the herb garden at St George’s

Posted on January 29, 2012 by jonathan trustram

Ideas for the herb garden at St George’s           ( spring and winter 2011) …and for a Chelsea Fringe walk and talk I went to Kew one summer’s day last year and had a look at the Queen’s Garden, the 17th … Continue reading →

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then the train came in

Posted on October 26, 2010 by jonathan trustram

October 7. There’s a new advert for the Comedy Channel at Borough tube station: According to some research that we just made up (I dropped the dog’s lead to write it down on  my way home and an official comes … Continue reading →

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