In April 2013, I decided to tackle the path, running down the bottom right of the garden, which was an unsightly space filled with pebbles and weeds. I couldn’t even pull the wheelie bins over it to get them out for collection.
I can hardly believe it has taken me four years, almost to the day, since my daughter and I took up the flagstones which were causing such an obstruction and started collecting the pebbles (which I sold for a pound on EBay).
Now, not only do I have a shed over what was this path but the brown bin has gone and the other two collosal wheelie bins (one for landfill, the other for recycling) are neatly hidden behind the shed.
The final touch came when I lifted a 3 foot by 2 foot flagstone, which had been placed on decent soil right by the back fence. I had actually built a hugel bed here, before I decided to put the flagstone down. But now the ground is once more useable, the third clump of wild garlic I got from Old Sleningford has been planted.