Anakana Schofield – Award Winning Author of Bina, Martin John and Malarky

There are some nights that are God awful nights. Nights are short and should not be God awful. They should be a few hours of puttering and bliss.


My garden is beyond invaded by slugs they have hole punched every inch of green in it.

Tonight someone who knows about gardening pointed out that I am in dream realm. Nothing grows, she said. It’s too cold.  It’s BC, she said.

Yes I wailed, yes it’s BC and that means a ten month gardening cycle. Doesn’t it?

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