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Come into the Garden Maud

Why on earth poet Alfred Lord Tennyson entreated Maud into his garden some 150 years ago I haven't a clue. That the rest of us should - and most will - be going into ours P.D.Q., I'm sure as eggs are egg-shaped things you break to make an omelette, eggs benedict or any other egg-based dish that tickles your fancy. For while your eyes tell you we're deep in mid winter and should still be knocking back the eggnog, a quick glance at the calendar will reveal March has parked its butt at the breakfast bar and his best buddy spring won't be far behind.

Those who like their homes' exterior to be as pleasant as they are inside, or are even avid gardeners (calm down - that was 'avid' not aphid) probably know, now is a good time to fill those pots with dahlias, prune them sweet red roses and maybe even to go tip-toeing slowly through the tulips! If this is you, please feel free to install a water feature while we gently ease the agoraphobics toward the back door.

Do you hate your garden? Do you long to have a compulsory purchase order slapped on it so the whole sorry lot can be buried beneath a four-lane motorway? Would you have paid to have this done already if you weren't skint? In short, are you desperate for our help?

Good news! We can help. Just paint all your windows black! However, we highly recommend a trip to your GP first, as you may be suffering from a major depressive illness. Unless, that is, you're a) a teenager, or b) a Goth, or c) both, in which case get that black paint and go knock yourself out, everything is completely normal?

That's the botanophobes sorted, next are those who want the ultimate in low maintenance gardens without actually concreting over everything. This one's just for you: What's the difference between a decorative plant and a weed? Absolutely nothing. Diddly-squat. Except if you like something, it's a flower. Hate it? Then it's a weed.

The subject of weeds is entirely subjective. Hence you could do absolutely nothing to your garden. Just let nature takes its course. Then, if the neighbours or suchlike politely quiz you as to its condition, front it out like this: "Oh the Meconopsis cambrica (Welch Poppy). Yes, its yellow flower complements the green Epilobium brunnescens (New Zealand Willowherb) wonderfully! It's taken years to get my Tibetan Harmony Garden to this condition, thanks for the complement. Now excuse me, it's time for mid morning meditation." Marvellous, British eccentricity at it's best.

Still here? Then you must want an attractive, usable garden, maybe with somewhere for kids to play in, have the odd barbie, a patio/decking area with both sunny and shady spots etc.  In other words, we've reached the vast majority of people with different needs, little knowledge and even less time to go fiddling with hardy perennials in herbaceous borders.

The one thing you can be sure of, and should even make time for, is good professional help without getting ripped off. Want some, really? Well howdy-doody, that's what we want too!

Before calling anyone in, do some research. It's easy. Just type 'garden design' into your search engine of choice and you'll be flooded with sites that help with ideas as to what you really want. Type in your garden's, jot down some must haves (e.g. BBQ etc.) and voila - your perfect garden! Then type in your budget. Unfortunately, the site will reveal all you can afford is a window box for Rover's kennel (only not an actual window).

Hell, what do websites know? At least we've got your budget now and a clear idea of 'must haves'. More money that's now worth spending is on your phone bill, calling some professionals (preferably full service ones if patio doors, conservatories or anything other than straight gardening are on your wish list), to discuss your ideas, come up with a proposal and finally that all important quote!

It's now one recalls the words of 19th eccentric poet T.E. Brown, who wrote: 'A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!' True Mr Brown, but: 'It's just a pity paying for it, He's not!'

The DU.IT wordsmith, 2010.