We had a dither about what to do with the excess turf after we’d covered the area we’d ordered it for. After listing it locally for a quick sale and getting no interest, Barry had a brainwave about a practical use for it in our own garden.
Behind the greenhouse was a fairly clear area, not a lot going on apart from the odd shrub and some mint. We got a sunny day (not ideal for laying two-day old turf), but it meant we all got outside for a bit and Scarlett helped too.
One of the jobs on my to do list was to spray a chest of drawers white for Scarlett’s room, as all of the built-in furniture in there is white already. My first thought was to just buy a chest of drawers, but as we had an old one just sat there, albeit the wrong colour, it seemed a bit foolish. Plus, there’s the added aspect that this particular piece of furniture happens to have been my dad’s, so I did really want to keep it.
The first thing I bought was the handles – I got them at the same time as the wardrobe, drawers and bedside cabinet handles for our bedroom a couple of months ago.
The turf arrived in huge rolls on a pallet that the strapping delivery guy couldn’t even pull down the drive. Turf is heavy! We got lucky that it was a bit damp on the day, as apparently that will help the turf take a bit better than if it was sunny and dry.
I already talked about prepping the garden for the arrival, and on top of clearing the area, Barry spread some fertiliser over the ground right before rolling the new grass out. He then spread grass seed over it too. You’ll see from the photos, but he sadly bought the wrong kind of weedkiller to get rid of the dandelions and sprayed the garden with a solution that’s killed huge patches of the grass that’s already there – just in case you were wondering!
The ground that previously housed a flowerbed, a fir tree and a pond is now ready for turf. This has been a work in progress of a few months – we drained the pond almost as soon as we moved in.
We’ve decided to take the lawn a little further than that, curving it almost up to the garden swing.
The spaces beside the log burner appeared perfect for storing logs. I’ve never actually seen them stored this way, and it turns out, there’s a reason that people put them in neat little piles in front of their log burners and not next to them.
As it turns out, the log burner gets so hot that even with the door closed, the side of the metal box reaches a temperature that can spark a fire in a log not even inside it.