A Thousand Cures at Midsummer 

St John’s Wort 

A friend of mine had a French grandmother. If we were ever out walking around this time of year she would stop to fill her pockets with the little yellow flowers, take them back to her Granny, who would preserve them in oil, to be used as a cure. What for? I naturally asked. Oh, for everything,  yknow. In French it’s named millepertuis – a thousand cures.


In flowering mood this hot and dry year is another medicinal plant, the sage, which thrives under the so-called espaliers (now the garden’s tallest trees) particularly seems to enjoy the occasional savaging from the lawnmower. Top tips, get them here!

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