Guano…

Guano advert, Gloucester 1860 http://bbprivateer.ca/?q=panther

Guano advert, Gloucester 1860
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It’s hard to imagine the British Government getting excited about bird droppings. But in mid-19thc Britain it certainly did.  Of course ministers didn’t sit around discussing anything quite so vulgar as  bird poo but they did spend time talking seriously about  ways of increasing agricultural and horticultural production, and one of these was guano.  Guano was even considered important enough  to send the Royal Navy on probably its least exotic mission of all time – a hunt for new places where large quantities of avian dung  could be found, collected and exported to Britain to fertilize fields and market gardens.

Nightsoil, the subject of my last post, was still being used extensively for fertilizer in the garden and on farms in the early decades of the 19thc but campaigns to improve the water supply and public health,  the installation of new drainage and sewage systems, the invention of ‘artificial fertilizers and above all access to vast quantities of guano ended its pre-eminence and caused its use to decline rapidly.

From left to right: Peruvian Pelican, Guanay Cormorant, White-Breasted Cormorant, Peruvian Booby (Image courtesy of Jeff Lawrence) http://www.peruthisweek.com/

From left to right: Peruvian Pelican, Guanay Cormorant, White-Breasted Cormorant, Peruvian Booby (Image courtesy of Jeff Lawrence)
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Read on to discover more about the Navy’s poo-hunting expeditions and how these massive imports of guano began to transform British agriculture and horticulture and made fortunes in the process… Continue reading

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Night Soil and other euphemisms…

Vacuum pump for removing night soil from cesspools. From ''The Practical Magazine'', London, 1874

Vacuum pump for removing night soil from cesspools. From ‘The Practical Magazine’, London, 1874

We generally  think of the Victorians as very proper and respectable,  when even the  the legs of the piano were covered up,  and no risqué or unpleasant subjects were ever raised in polite society. So  it was a bit of a shock to discover that Shirley Hibberd the great Victorian garden writer wrote passionately about, of all things, sewage.  Indeed worse than that – he was vociferous in complaining about the waste of  human sewage.

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Shirley Hibberd, carte -de-visite, Lindley Library, Royal Horticultural Society

He argued in his book Profitable Gardening (1884), that it should be used as garden fertiliser,  as it was in many parts of the world.   So why wasn’t it?  What were the alternatives being used?  There was certainly no luxury of prepackaged multipurpose potting compost, and the fertilisers that existed were not clean granules in a neatly sealed plastic bag or colourful cardboard box with a handy measuring device, but usually had to be obtained as raw ingredients and mixed as needed. More on that in the next post but today, as the perfect reading for a steaming hot summer’s day,  read on to discover, [and I hope this doesn’t make you too squeamish] a history of the use of sewage in our gardens!   Continue reading

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Harry Wheatcroft : the red rose grower

Harry Wheatcroft, cover photo from his book In Praise of Roses, 19xx

Harry Wheatcroft, cover photo from his book In Praise of Roses, 1970

My father was very fond of roses and so I well remember the  flamboyant whiskery figure of Harry Wheatcroft from my childhood. He was everywhere in the press, radio and television, selling and promoting roses, especially new colourful hybrid tea cultivars, and we, like almost everyone else, had lots of them in our garden.

Wheatcroft looked as if he was a retired, eccentric, rather blimpish, sergeant-major, but as I discovered researching this post he was anything but that.  A brilliant salesman, with a ready wit and a definite ‘presence’ he was also a lifelong socialist and pacifist, strong internationalist and a man with a huge heart.

Read on to find out more about Harry Wheatcroft, the politically red rose grower.

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Standen: a down to earth house and garden

Philip Webb, by Charles Fairfax Murray, 1873 National Portrait Gallery

Philip Webb, by Charles Fairfax Murray, 1873
National Portrait Gallery

2015 marks one hundred years since the death of Philip Webb (1831-1915), the architect of Standen and one of the leading architects of his age. Sometimes the match between architect and client is made in heaven, and sometimes in hell.  Webb, the arts and crafts genius, knew  both kinds…   but at Standen in Sussex  both parties were lucky and the result is a homely down-to-earth masterpiece of both house and garden.

The Garden Front, Standen, by Arthur Melville, 1896 National Trust

The Garden Front, Standen, by Arthur Melville, 1896
National Trust

The relationship must have been good because when the house was finished his clients James and Margaret Beale presented Webb with a silver snuff box, engraved with the motto:  ‘When clients talk irritating nonsense, I take a pinch of snuff’”

 

Read on to find out more about Webb and the house, Margaret Beale and her garden,   and the National Trust’s project to revive the gardens at Standen….

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United by flowers ….but then divided by love!

Details of tulips and anemones from Les Velins du Roi by Nicolas Robert, Museum of Natural History, Paris

Details of tulips and anemones from Les Velins du Roi by Nicolas Robert, Museum of Natural History, Paris

I’ve been doing some research over the past few years into the gardening interests of the aristocratic Hatton family  in the early modern period.   They were prominent royalists and had extensive estates in Northamptonshire  around Kirby Hall.

One of things that has emerged strongly is the way in which gardening  and plant collecting were, [as  indeed they still often are] activities that transcended all sorts of barriers. They allowed  men [and occasionally even women] from completely different social, economic and cultural backgrounds to find common ground in gardens and plants, in a way that few other interests could be shared  across such disparate  groups.

Today’s post is proof of that.  It is centred on a single  letter – one amongst thousands – in the Hatton archives in the British Library. Read on to be surprised not so much by its contents but its writer and its recipient. Continue reading

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