My wife is a very keen gardener and I’ve been on a few garden tours with her over the years. These were fundraisers for the community groups that organised them. I asked my wife what her most vivid memories were of the various tours. She immediately recalled one, decades ago, at which a packed lunch was provided.
The garden of one of our neighbours was included in a tour organised by the botanical society she belonged to. She said that she got a severe case of the giggles when folk who had paid to visit her (in my opinion very nice) garden turned up and respectfully wandered around, viewing the plants.
The last garden tour we went on was a couple of years ago, with my sister and her husband, on Wellington’s Kapiti Coast. My sister would like to live in the area and was interested in the neighbourhoods, while my wife was most engaged by how the gardeners coped with the light, free-draining coastal soils. I was pleased that
