22 June 2015
Much Ado in the Garden Theatre
Last week passed by me in a flash of good food, good people and frantic gardening! After preparing for the courses the week before, last week was spent keeping everything ship shape for the production of Much Ado About Nothing, which took place in the garden theatre on Saturday night. My plan for the week was fairly simple; cut a little topiary, cut the grass and then generally enjoy meeting the many interesting people who come on Arne's courses. But the unexpectedly warm weather, which was preceeded by rain, meant the garden decided now was the time to put on a major growth spurt. Some areas of grass needed cutting twice and the fairly content borders all shot up and then started collapsing all over the place! Best laid plans and all that.....
That said I would have been in a bit of a spin last week anyway trying to make the garden look as lovely as possible for all of the people who were due to visit. When I finally threw in the towel on Friday evening, after my fuel supply ran completely dry, I felt the garden looked as good as it possibly could have. I could relax and enjoy the garden on Saturday night.
The forecast for Saturday was worrying; heavy rain was due to pulse through late morning before drying up and being fairly mild by the late afternoon and into the evening. Last year we had almost perfect weather but I have heard tales of previous years when the rain was so heavy that the actors, sheltered by umbrellas, were almost inaudible! Although there is obviously nothing you can do about the weather, I would have been bitterly disappointed if rain had spoiled guests' experience of the garden this year.
I was sitting in my kitchen (drinking tea) when the rain started around lunch time. It was bouncing heavily off of the paths outside, making a tremendous racket. Shortly afterwards a friend of mine arrived from across the border feeling a little pessimistic about the chances of a warm evening. By mid afternoon the rain had cleared but waves of deep, heavy rain-leaden clouds passed by over head. By the time we were ready to leave it was still rather dull but had warmed up considerably; the sort of savage, quick heat that builds before thunder!
Arriving at Allt-y-bela it was obvious that the rain there had been intense, but it was dry and people were arriving en mass with folding chairs, picnics, blankets and that typical British optimism that causes us, as a nation, to put on and to attend outdoor events despite our famously changeable climate!
I really needn't have worried, the weather was perfectly behaved; the rain had refreshed the garden and the evening was milder than last year. The production, set against the barn wall in the fading evening mid-summer light, was magical and as the sun finally set over the house, the play drew to a perfectly timed close.
Lying back in the grass on the top of the theatre banks was a truly lovely conclusion to my first year in this unique garden.
Words: Steve Lannin, Head Gardener at Allt-y-bela
Photographs: Britt Willloughby Dyer
The play was performed by The Willow Globe Company.