Whats you fondest gardening memory?

[Greenleaves]

I was just thinking about the good times I have had gardening and it struck me how many fond memories I have. The fondest has to be when my now wife said "I will" in Kew Gardens on the 8th July 1979.

Whats yours?

[Thelma Sanders]

Many years ago, Mum used to buy bare root runner bean plants in the market, and me and Dad used to plant them out in our tiny garden

[greenishfing]

It was only when I got my first greenhouse and grew tomatoes that a wonderful memory came back to me. One day I walked into my greenhouse when the tomatoes were ripening and the smell instantly transported me back to early childhood and my granddads greenhouse that I had forgotten about. He died by the time I was 5. I could visualise his old wooden greenhouse with brick walls at the bottom, the coal fired stove (he had a coal delivery business) with its fat pipes running through the raised beds and his rocking chair at the side of the stove. I could remember him lifting me up to pick the tomatoes and even the old wooden water butts at the corners.

Amazing what a smell can do................

[Greenleaves]

Many years ago, Mum used to buy bare root runner bean plants in the market, and me and Dad used to plant them out in our tiny garden

I can remember buying bare root plants, wrapped in newspaper and taking them home to plant...had forgotten all about that

[Green Gerkin]

Aged about nine and sitting on my grandfathers coal bunker eating peas straight from the pods and watching him garden.
It was because of grandfather that I have a love of growing.


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[Greenleaves]

Aged about nine and sitting on my grandfathers coal bunker eating peas straight from the pods and watching him garden.
It was because of grandfather that I have a love of growing.


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I think that can be said for many of us....I grow as a hobby, my grandparents grew out of necessity

[lyndapet]

my grandad,s allotment in the rhondda and the amazing greengages he grew


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[veggiechicken]

My grandfather was my inspiration too (although I never learnt to swear like him ).
He had an allotment alongside the railway line and he'd let me "help" him, spraying manure water around from a stirrup pump that he pumped, picking sweet peas and beans, gathering up the potatoes he'd dug (I'm still excited by that). I had my own little patch with a clump of violets on it and some mint, that we would pick into bunches and sell to the neighbours on Sunday mornings to go with their roast lamb.
I had a little cemetery there too, where I buried all the goldfish and budgies, mice and fledglings, that didn't survive my tlc. Each one had a cross made from 2 icelolly sticks with their name written on it. I have tears in my eyes now, thinking of Bobby and Billy the budgies that I buried there

[teakdesk]

Aged about nine and sitting on my grandfathers coal bunker eating peas straight from the pods and watching him garden.
It was because of grandfather that I have a love of growing.

Ditto, except it was my Uncle at his allotment when I was about five years old.

I have very vague memory of it but it has been reinforced by a couple of pictures taken of me holding his "pet" rabbits and attempting to dig.

However since the pictures were in black and white my memories are also monochrome!!!

[Greenleaves]

My grandfather was my inspiration too (although I never learnt to swear like him ).
He had an allotment alongside the railway line and he'd let me "help" him, spraying manure water around from a stirrup pump that he pumped, picking sweet peas and beans, gathering up the potatoes he'd dug (I'm still excited by that). I had my own little patch with a clump of violets on it and some mint, that we would pick into bunches and sell to the neighbours on Sunday mornings to go with their roast lamb.
I had a little cemetery there too, where I buried all the goldfish and budgies, mice and fledglings, that didn't survive my tlc. Each one had a cross made from 2 icelolly sticks with their name written on it. I have tears in my eyes now, thinking of Bobby and Billy the budgies that I buried there

You can borrow my virtual hanky VC

[Bren In Pots]

Mines sat amongst the rows eating peas another thing I remember is that the GH was warmer than our house during winter.

[Greenleaves]

Ditto, except it was my Uncle at his allotment when I was about five years old.

I have very vague memory of it but it has been reinforced by a couple of pictures taken of me holding his "pet" rabbits and attempting to dig.

However since the pictures were in black and white my memories are also monochrome!!!

Shadows of the past teakdesk, but rekindled through you

[Greenleaves]

Mines sat amongst the rows eating peas another thing I remember is that the GH was warmer than our house during winter.

I can remember hating going to bed as only the front room had a fire. The insides of my bedroom window used to ice up

[gardening_gal]

Sadly I don't really have any.

My only gardening related memory (and it's not a fond one) is being told gardening was not for children and I wasn't allowed into the growing section of the garden. Me and my cousins were only ever allowed to be in the back yard where the washing line was and that was it. We came from 'children should be seen and not heard' backgrounds.

I had hoped my daughter and I could make new traditions and memories but unfortunately she has absolutely no interest in gardening despite my best efforts.

On a positive note, I did quite like when my first cucumber grew and ended up the filling for a summer sandwich. Would that count?

[Greenleaves]

It certainly does, my kids have zero interest but my grandson does