Old Herbaceous

“Old Herbaceous,” they called him when they thought he wasn’t listening. But crusty Bert Pinnegar, head gardener at the Manor, didn’t care what liberties they took. His first love had always been his lady’s garden, throughout his eighty years on God’s green earth; and if he had made it a little greener, why, that was all that mattered.

This is the story of a gardener, from the day when he won a pri...