We have started a new blog about gardening.
When I was studying PPE at Oxford University, I was very keen on gardening and even thought about taking it up as a career (when I got bored reading John Stuart Mill, I would try learning Latin names of plants. My room and corridor was full of cuttings and seedlings. After finishing my degree I got a job as a gardener, at my college Lady Margaret Hall. I worked there for a year before switching to teaching economics
I haven’t told any corny jokes for a long time so I will use this as a very feeble excuse, to tell some even more feeble gardening jokes:
What do you call it when worms take over the world?
Global Worming.
Q: Where is the best place in school to plant flowers?
A: In the kinder-garden!
Q: What is green and goes to a summer camp?
A: A Brussels’ scout.
Q: How does a flower ride a bike?
A: With it’s pedals!
What do you call a stolen yam?
A hot potato.
I was a gardener for a year in a reform school and worked with children. It is very interesting to garden with the moon. I personally love the oldest plants in the world. There are garden museums – the only outer goals one could tempt me to go. Did you know the energy of box tree is left circling?