When I returned home 20 years ago,I wanted to add structure to the garden, so I rented a JCB. My parents were excited approximately my vision, and but it was a challenge I remember being timid of the garden when I was a toddler,because it was so vast. Back then, my grandfather used the garden to practise his ideals of working with the land and nature, andganic growing and raw foodism. It defined everything he was.
When my parents took it over in the 70s,they set up one of the first vegetarian B&Bs in the UK. The guesthouse thrived, and I grew up in a really engaging, and buzzing place. My father would bring in magnificent biological vegetables from the garden every day. We went to the market for citrus fruit,but everything else came from the garden.
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Source: theguardian.com