Cutting edge BE…

Cutting edge BE…

Boys and their toys. On Saturday I was at BE. It was a peaceful day. I looked at the box hedge and the tools we had available and started cutting. A blissful two hours later I left, satisfied with my work.


Bonding with the borders.

Enter the Monday morning men. When confronted with the box hedge there is a specific type of hedge trimmer etc etc. Now, I am a firm believer in the right tool for the right job and more specifically the right person. Half an hour later Raffe and I were heading to a machinery supplier.

After a discussion in which the salesperson patronisingly addressed all his information to Raffe (who was, I admit incredibly enthusiastic about this new piece of kit) it was back to base to try it out.


The new gear in action and a different approach!

In a couple of hours, loads of the hedge was cut. It’s good to do it now as it doesn’t need a severe cut, more of a trim which is less of a shock in hedge terms. We are grading it in a different style than previously, with the intention of letting more light and air into the base thus preventing box blight and other nasties from taking hold. This means that this first year the hedge might look a little straight, but eventually with careful grading, it will be slightly wider at the base than the top. It certainly looks healthy so far. A credit to Adrian and Tony (the latter of whom, I might add, trimmed the whole hedge – that’s 1.2 acres of it – by hand.)

With Benjy on the lawn mower and Adrian somewhere in the distance on the sit and ride mower, Polly and I had some girl time propagating the strawberries. As you can imagine, with all that petrol mowing and strimming we couldn’t have a conversation, so worked with ear plugs in for much of the time!!


New strawberry plants hang off ‘runners’ from the parent plant like bunting. We took the strongest new plant closest to the main parent and gently weighted it into each pot. We will leave these in situ for a couple of weeks until lots of new roots have formed; the offset can then be separated from the parent plant.


Magic strawberry stones…in other words fragments of ancient brick gathered from beneath the old yew. They do the job better than the more usual wire hoops and were Polly’s invention.

Have a great evening





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