Actually, we are in Wales (not England) and live in a small city (not the country), but I've done my best to squeeze in as much as possible to our tiny front garden.
The 13ft by 6ft front garden of our traditional 1910 terraced property was completely covered in concrete when we moved in 4 years ago. I borrowed a pick axe, waved it around a bit, gained a extra few muscles in my arms and then looked for some plants to fill my bare batch of soil with. We have some lovely elderly neighbours who gave me some cuttings; "I don't know what this is, dear, but it has lovely flowers". So I planted the unknown plants (and I few things I knew, like the lavender and japanese maple) and watched my garden grow.
The result is quite pleasing to the eye, although the pictures don't really do it justice... now I just need to work out what all the plants are... and also how that Gnome got there!
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