Our story
Nine autumns, one shared garden
We met on a drizzly Saturday, both waiting for the same neglected allotment plot, and agreed to split it rather than flip a coin. The first year we grew far too many courgettes. The second, we grew a habit of long Sunday suppers.
Somewhere between the bean rows and a lot of borrowed tools, we became a family. Now we'd like to celebrate it the way we like best: outdoors, unhurried and surrounded by people we love.
We want the day to feel like one long supper with everyone who helped us grow.