One problem with lockdown is too much time which leads to too many ideas, none of which a very lazy person such as myself wants to make work especially in the garden.

The third “step” in my east-west plot is a little bit dull, comprising one bed of beautiful pink roses, a lawn with a swing seat and bordered by a yew hedge. It’s not a big space and in an ideal world, I might put in another flower bed but that takes much more effort than I’m willing to put in and more than my partner can be coerced to attempt. Digging out the bed for the second rose bed was his last ever garden project, he says. Hmm.

But we both watched a programme that suggested letting the grass grow. It sounds like the easiest, laziest of projects but I’ve a funny feeling that it might be quite a lot of hard work. The kind of hard work that takes one a look at a lawn left to seed, decided it’s an horrendous mess and then has to scythe the lot back to a height that can be mowed.

Worth a go.

But I don’t want the whole lot just randomly left to grow. I actually have some practical requirements to be met that mean a couple of grass “paths” have to be kept mown as a minimum: one through to the very back garden step in the driest shade, one to the garden swing seat which is actually the best place in the garden for a morning coffee and one infant of the roses so that I can pick the flowers through the Summer.

What’s the worst thing that can happen?