The wicked step-mothers garden.

My father remarried last year to a wonderful woman called Lyz. I usually introduce her as the wicked step-mother because she clearly isn?t. She makes my Dad very happy and I love her dearly for it.

She has also transformed Dad?s barren wasteland into a lush and lovely garden. They have two pear trees, two apple trees, a plum tree, strawberries, veg galore and flowers a plenty.

I spent an hour wandering around the garden with a huge golfing umbrella to keep the rain off while I tried to find something to photograph. I decided on this because it?s a little bit of colour in another wise dreary day. I hope it brightens things up a little.