13 things I’ve learned being a gardener

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  1. You can never have too many pairs of waterproof trousers
  2. A bowl of Coco Pops is not a sufficient breakfast to keep you going
  3. Do not underestimate the value of a hot cup of tea or coffee in winter
  4. WATCH OUT FOR CAT POO
  5. Don’t scrimp on good quality secateurs
  6. Fleece lined gloves are the one in January
  7. It’s important to go and do your admin in a cafe as you will likely not do it at home. Will you. Because there’s Netflix there. 
  8. Take your boots off before you get in. Your hallway will thank you
  9. There is literally nothing better than a really good weeding knife
  10. You are going to have to accept that you are going to lose good boots, shoes, clothes to gardening. How did those cuffs even GET so filthy?
  11. A Diet Coke on a hot day can give you life
  12. Use a goddamn kneeling mat!
  13. Um. You've got mud on your glasses.

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