Professor M gardens on the greensand ridge in Bedfordshire and tells me she is plagued by rabbits.
Category: Animals (Page 1 of 3)
As if to console me for the equivocation of my last (note 256), Dr L-G, whose Malvern garden had brought on the volte-face, has just told me the most extraordinary thing à propos turkeys, a subject already touched upon by the Brown Advisor (note 113). It appears that Sir William Chambers reported to his friend Thomas Worsley in 1774 that ‘Master Brown had put padlocks on the wilderness at Hampton Court where he breeds turkeys’. What an extraordinary thing to learn.
Rather as Einstein and Newton both expected to find a single simple solution at the heart of the problems of the universe, so there are those who would look to find a simple explanation for the flowering of the English landscape in the second half of the 18th century; and loud among competing voices are the grim shooting men of Norfolk, who claim that it was a response to the exponential increase in poaching through this period.
Finding myself at liberty in North Yorkshire, I took a stroll through the delightful grounds of Scampston where I found myself in company with the equally delightful Mrs H of Richmond who asked me how Brown managed to instruct his foremen, and how he knew how much to pay them.