The front gardens gets a make over.

 Armed with my spade, fork, compost, hosepipe and seventy quid's worth of plants, I attempted to spend the happiest day in my front garden.

 Dripping with sweat as the sun bore down relentlessly, I spent eight hours cutting away at the grass, levelling underneath it so I could reuse it to level the ground at the edge of the wall, before digging up two blue containers-full of stones and replacing them with black compost to enrich the bone dry soil.

 Once I cut my shape our I worked in the compost.You can see how dry the lawn is from it's barrenness and colour.

 The blue container filling with stones, the soil enriched with compost.

Seven sweaty hours later (oh, what gratifying work) I had the fun bit. Planting up my new front garden.