The newsletter
A letter from a man in a garden.
It arrives when it's ready.
A few people have decided that reading about a middle-aged man's relationship with his garden and allotment is a reasonable use of their Friday. I have not interrogated this decision. I am simply grateful for it.
It is free. It is unhurried.
Arrives on no particular schedule (usually a Friday). Which means when it does arrive, something was actually worth saying.
Eight minutes, give or take. Long enough to be worth reading. Short enough to finish before the coffee gets cold. I have been on both sides of that equation.
Gardening tips that actually make sense. With the lesson underneath them, in italics, in case you needed it for something else.
Honest about the mud. The seeds sometimes rot. I will tell you when they do. This is rarer than you'd think in a gardening newsletter.
"Hello friends, I’m Gary Stewart. You are about to make a very small decision that will probably not change your life, but might make a Friday slightly more interesting."
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"My husband asked why I was standing in the garden at 7am staring at the fence. I said Gary told me to. He has stopped asking."— Philippa, Norfolk
"I don't even have a garden. I have a windowsill and a succulent I'm fairly certain is already dead. Still read every issue."— Sarah, Manchester
