# Sat down for an hour to eat my tea (a stir-fry made from our alarmingly bounteous broccoli harvest) and watch a bit of no-brain telly before going back to work TV can be good like that - it's mainly about other people who you have nothing to do with. Except tonight, when it wasn't.

We kicked off with Gardener's World. It's harmless, and Rachel De Thame has a winning smile. It was about poeple's favourite gardens, and so as you know off we go to Cornwall. As they were setting the scene, showing you the journey to the garden in question, Nat said they're talking about my Uncle's garden. It turned out she'd never seen it herself, nor was she quite sure where he lived, but she knew it was his. When he was eventually revealed as the man behind it all, it was a little bit of an anticlimax.

At half-past she flicked it over to The Real Country House on Channel4, which was about Capt Bobby Cunningham-Reid, who seemed to be something of a social and political dynamo in the 1920s and 30s. He owned the rather swanky hall in Six Mile Bottom near Newmarket, where we rented a flat while I was working on my first contract job.
[Add a comment]